Raise You
Suppress it
You're craving the kill and the chance to run
Repress; the shudders quiver
Is it true or what's behind your back?
Don't tell me
I can see you're holding a smoking gun
Just keep your army pondering
Baby, I fight you just for fun
Oh Lord, what a beautiful mess
It isn't yours, it isn't mine
But of course, you claim nothing to consist
Baby, this back is far no worse for me
Just try to keep your hands clean
No way to tell what you're concealing
Raise your weapon, raise it high
Raise your weapon and let it fly
Raise your weapon; I always knew you had the gun
Raise your weapon, don't think you've won
Is that how you think this is?
You think you know what I've been through?
Like you're one of us?
Looks like I'm gonna have to show you what really goes on
My name is Not Important
For those who wish to do me harm
What's important is what I'm gonna do
To you, for those who can't be armed
I take care not to trouble myself with the idea
Of winning or losing; I don't care
I go and fight over and over again, thinking things will change
'Cause I will lose sleep at night
If I don't; because that is how I deal with life
I know this is what brings me joy
I can never unsee the things I've done
Although if I would fight, I won't lose to anyone
Not even you
Baby, this back is far no worse for me
Just try to keep your hands clean
No way to tell what you're concealing
Raise your weapon, raise it high
Raise your weapon and let it fly
Raise your weapon; I always knew you had the gun
Raise your weapon, don't think you've won
But how do I know you'll lower yours if I lower mine?
How do I know you'll lower yours if I lower mine?
How do I know you're not looking into my eyes and not through me all the time
You're looking through me every time, you're looking through me all the time
Suppress it, suppress it
Tell me, baby, where's your weapon
Suppress it, suppress it
Suppress it, where's your weapon now?
Raise your weapon, raise it high
Raise your weapon and let it fly
Raise your weapon; I always knew you had the gun
Raise your weapon, don't think you've won
You're craving the kill and the chance to run
Repress; the shudders quiver
Is it true or what's behind your back?
Don't tell me
I can see you're holding a smoking gun
Just keep your army pondering
Baby, I fight you just for fun
Oh Lord, what a beautiful mess
It isn't yours, it isn't mine
But of course, you claim nothing to consist
Baby, this back is far no worse for me
Just try to keep your hands clean
No way to tell what you're concealing
Raise your weapon, raise it high
Raise your weapon and let it fly
Raise your weapon; I always knew you had the gun
Raise your weapon, don't think you've won
Is that how you think this is?
You think you know what I've been through?
Like you're one of us?
Looks like I'm gonna have to show you what really goes on
My name is Not Important
For those who wish to do me harm
What's important is what I'm gonna do
To you, for those who can't be armed
I take care not to trouble myself with the idea
Of winning or losing; I don't care
I go and fight over and over again, thinking things will change
'Cause I will lose sleep at night
If I don't; because that is how I deal with life
I know this is what brings me joy
I can never unsee the things I've done
Although if I would fight, I won't lose to anyone
Not even you
Baby, this back is far no worse for me
Just try to keep your hands clean
No way to tell what you're concealing
Raise your weapon, raise it high
Raise your weapon and let it fly
Raise your weapon; I always knew you had the gun
Raise your weapon, don't think you've won
But how do I know you'll lower yours if I lower mine?
How do I know you'll lower yours if I lower mine?
How do I know you're not looking into my eyes and not through me all the time
You're looking through me every time, you're looking through me all the time
Suppress it, suppress it
Tell me, baby, where's your weapon
Suppress it, suppress it
Suppress it, where's your weapon now?
Raise your weapon, raise it high
Raise your weapon and let it fly
Raise your weapon; I always knew you had the gun
Raise your weapon, don't think you've won
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Writer(s): Walker Wright, Samantha Stallings
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