Текст песни «Bastille - Weapon»

[Angel Haze]
This is vocal detection
Front line open intellection
Outlining all his imperfections
This is his fucking confession
Right now you cause that what
Screaming you want it and more
Sit down ambassador reference
Right now your voice is a weapon
Wake up to stars in the sky
Watch light revolve with your mind
Watch all the storms rising
And put all your palms in the sky
No more falling to pressure
No more failing acceptance
Throw all your hells towards the heavens
Cuz your voice is a weapon

[Dan]
And your voice is a weapon
And well do with it what we can
And your voice is a weapon
And well do with it what we can
Ill fall into your arms again
Ill fall into your arms again
Ill fall into your arms again
Ill fall into your arms

[Haze]
We dance with the devils
And make your halos the color of sinners portraits
And smothering it means everythings lovely again
Nothings quite as it seems
Societys all a disease
Kill all your fear in your sleep
Cuz everythings formed in a dream
Breathe in insanitys grip
Words from insanitys lips
Falling from sanitys cliff
Watching your vanity slip
No more falling to pressure
No more failing acceptance
Throw all your hells towards the heavens
Cuz your voice is a weapon

[Dan]
And your voice is a weapon
And well do with it what we can
And your voice is a weapon
And well do with it what we can
Ill fall into your arms again
Ill fall into your arms again
Ill fall into your arms again
Ill fall into your arms

[Angel]
Pressure that deepen the cut
When will the evil erupt?
Volcanic fever is lost
That shit will even it out
Pressure is feeding the dust
Vengeance is me speaking up
This is me speaking up

[Dan]
And your voice is a weapon
This is vocal confession
And its shooting you down, down, down
And your voice is a weapon
This is vocal confession
And were shooting you down, down, down
And your voice is a weapon
And well do with it what we can
And your voice is a weapon
And well do with it what we can
Ill fall into your arms again
Ill fall into your arms again
Ill fall into your arms again
Ill fall into your arms

[F*U*G*Z/Braque]
Choose your voice and etch that on your soul
Make them heard when crowds drown out your cold
Leave behind your questions, silent thoughts, and mentions
The wake has so never fall to
Your voice is a weapon
So do with it what you can
Your voice is a weapon
So do with it what you can
Leave behind your questions, silent thoughts, and mentions
Your voice is a weapon
So do with it what you can