Outlaws
We are the products of
A hopeless generation
Outcast and banished for
Crimes we never committed
Our age and gender seem
To predict our intentions
Forever engraved as
Persons who'll never fit in
Prayers we are in their thoughts
They will never be one of us
Take a look into my eyes
Are you scared of what you see inside?
Is there something about my face
That says I've got a lot of things to hide?
If I reach into my pocket will you just pull the trigger?
Take your shot but I'm your last
Sacrifice
Sacrifice
We carry weapons but
Only in the form of truth
Fake news and politics
Are warping our reality
Ultimately they see us as the
Wasted youth
They cry of massacres
But give free bullets to you
Prayers we are in their thoughts
They will never be one of us
Take a look into my eyes
Are you scared of what you see inside?
Is there something about my face
That says I've got a lot of things to hide?
If I reach into my pocket will you just pull the trigger?
Take your shot but I'm your last
Sacrifice
Sacrifice
I'll take a look into your eyes
Are you scared of what you see in mine?
See there's something about your face
That says you gotta lot of things to hide
If you reach for your pocket
Do you think I'll pull the trigger?
Close your eyes and be my
Sacrifice
A hopeless generation
Outcast and banished for
Crimes we never committed
Our age and gender seem
To predict our intentions
Forever engraved as
Persons who'll never fit in
Prayers we are in their thoughts
They will never be one of us
Take a look into my eyes
Are you scared of what you see inside?
Is there something about my face
That says I've got a lot of things to hide?
If I reach into my pocket will you just pull the trigger?
Take your shot but I'm your last
Sacrifice
Sacrifice
We carry weapons but
Only in the form of truth
Fake news and politics
Are warping our reality
Ultimately they see us as the
Wasted youth
They cry of massacres
But give free bullets to you
Prayers we are in their thoughts
They will never be one of us
Take a look into my eyes
Are you scared of what you see inside?
Is there something about my face
That says I've got a lot of things to hide?
If I reach into my pocket will you just pull the trigger?
Take your shot but I'm your last
Sacrifice
Sacrifice
I'll take a look into your eyes
Are you scared of what you see in mine?
See there's something about your face
That says you gotta lot of things to hide
If you reach for your pocket
Do you think I'll pull the trigger?
Close your eyes and be my
Sacrifice
Credits
Writer(s): Scarleth Hernandez
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