Bulletproof
America, tearing at the seams
The tension is rising, corruption and greed
Hysteria, inequality
The rich mad with power, the poor left to bleed
Bleeding, hemorrhaging
Driven to our knees
The beatings, the chokings, the violent decree
An effigy, burning dollar bills
The stock market profits with every kill
Each day the toll higher
Bail out the bastards
Nothing to the poor
Distract and deny
Deflect and decide
The sacrificial lamb for the knife
'Cause what's another life?
For them it's all worth the price
Forget thy king
Our father they are the
Grave maker
Soul taker
Oathbreaker
We must be
Bulletproof (one body)
Bulletproof (unbroken)
Bulletproof (one struggle)
Show no fear, speak the truth
Bullet, bullet, bulletproof
Obliterate, see through all the lies
The media tells us the stories they hide
Incinerate, gods they bring to life
The hypocrite Christians proclaiming pro-life
These times of abortion
Twisting the truth, contortion is a game
They taunt and they tame
They shout and they shame
The cruelty is the point of the pain
They need someone to blame
A scapegoat to vent their rage
Melt the reign
Our father they are the
Grave maker
Soul taker
Oathbreaker
We must be
Bulletproof (one body)
Bulletproof (unbroken)
Bulletproof (one struggle)
Show no fear, speak the truth
Bullet, bullet, bulletproof
These hooks peel back the lies
Coronavirus eyes
Wake the fuck up America, ripping at the seams
The tension is rising, corruption and greed
Incinerate, the gods they bring to life
The Christians proclaiming pro-life
Grave maker
Soul taker
Oathbreaker
We must be
Bulletproof (one body)
Bulletproof (unbroken)
Bulletproof (one struggle)
Show no fear, speak the truth
Bullet, bullet, bulletproof
Slowly we take our necks from the noose
As we set fire to the roof
Invincible, we are the truth
We are bulletproof
We are bulletproof
Oh, we are bulletproof
We are bulletproof
The tension is rising, corruption and greed
Hysteria, inequality
The rich mad with power, the poor left to bleed
Bleeding, hemorrhaging
Driven to our knees
The beatings, the chokings, the violent decree
An effigy, burning dollar bills
The stock market profits with every kill
Each day the toll higher
Bail out the bastards
Nothing to the poor
Distract and deny
Deflect and decide
The sacrificial lamb for the knife
'Cause what's another life?
For them it's all worth the price
Forget thy king
Our father they are the
Grave maker
Soul taker
Oathbreaker
We must be
Bulletproof (one body)
Bulletproof (unbroken)
Bulletproof (one struggle)
Show no fear, speak the truth
Bullet, bullet, bulletproof
Obliterate, see through all the lies
The media tells us the stories they hide
Incinerate, gods they bring to life
The hypocrite Christians proclaiming pro-life
These times of abortion
Twisting the truth, contortion is a game
They taunt and they tame
They shout and they shame
The cruelty is the point of the pain
They need someone to blame
A scapegoat to vent their rage
Melt the reign
Our father they are the
Grave maker
Soul taker
Oathbreaker
We must be
Bulletproof (one body)
Bulletproof (unbroken)
Bulletproof (one struggle)
Show no fear, speak the truth
Bullet, bullet, bulletproof
These hooks peel back the lies
Coronavirus eyes
Wake the fuck up America, ripping at the seams
The tension is rising, corruption and greed
Incinerate, the gods they bring to life
The Christians proclaiming pro-life
Grave maker
Soul taker
Oathbreaker
We must be
Bulletproof (one body)
Bulletproof (unbroken)
Bulletproof (one struggle)
Show no fear, speak the truth
Bullet, bullet, bulletproof
Slowly we take our necks from the noose
As we set fire to the roof
Invincible, we are the truth
We are bulletproof
We are bulletproof
Oh, we are bulletproof
We are bulletproof
Credits
Writer(s): Jared Maceachern, Robert Flynn
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Altri album
- These Scars Won't Define Us (feat. In Flames, Lacuna Coil & Unearth) - Single
- ØF KINGDØM AND CRØWN - Bonus Tracks - Single
- ØF KINGDØM AND CRØWN
- UNHALLØWED
- CHØKE ØN THE ASHES ØF YØUR HATE
- Burn My Eyes (Live-in-The-Studio 2019)
- ARRØWS IN WØRDS FRØM THE SKY
- My Hands Are Empty - Single
- Circle the Drain (Acoustic)
- Civil Unrest - Single
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