Bastille - Weapon Lyrics
[Angel Haze]This is vocal detectionFront line open intellectionOutlining all his imperfectionsThis is his *****ing confessionRight now you cause that whatScreaming you want it and moreSit down ambassador referenceRight now your voice is a weaponWake up to stars in the skyWatch light revolve with your mindWatch all the storms risingAnd put all your palms in the skyNo more falling to pressureNo more failing acceptanceThrow all your hells towards the heavensCuz your voice is a weapon[Dan]And your voice is a weaponAnd we’ll do with it what we canAnd your voice is a weaponAnd we’ll do with it what we canI’ll fall into your arms againI’ll fall into your arms againI’ll fall into your arms againI’ll fall into your arms[Haze]We dance with the devilsAnd make your halos the color of sinner’s portraitsAnd smothering it means everything’s lovely againNothing’s quite as it seemsSociety’s all a diseaseKill all your fear in your sleepCuz everything’s formed in a dreamBreathe in insanity’s gripWords from insanity’s lipsFalling from sanity’s cliffWatching your vanity slipNo more falling to pressureNo more failing acceptanceThrow all your hells towards the heavensCuz your voice is a weapon[Dan]And your voice is a weaponAnd we’ll do with it what we canAnd your voice is a weaponAnd we’ll do with it what we canI’ll fall into your arms againI’ll fall into your arms againI’ll fall into your arms againI’ll fall into your arms[Angel]Pressure that deepen the cutWhen will the evil erupt?Volcanic fever is lostThat shit will even it outPressure is feeding the dustVengeance is me speaking upThis is me speaking up[Dan]And your voice is a weaponThis is vocal confessionAnd it’s shooting you down, down, downAnd your voice is a weaponThis is vocal confessionAnd we’re shooting you down, down, downAnd your voice is a weaponAnd we’ll do with it what we canAnd your voice is a weaponAnd we’ll do with it what we canI’ll fall into your arms againI’ll fall into your arms againI’ll fall into your arms againI’ll fall into your arms[F*U*G*Z/Braque]Choose your voice and etch that on your soulMake them heard when crowds drown out your coldLeave behind your questions, silent thoughts, and mentionsThe wake has so never fall toYour voice is a weaponSo do with it what you canYour voice is a weaponSo do with it what you canLeave behind your questions, silent thoughts, and mentionsYour voice is a weaponSo do with it what you can
