But I'm tired of carrying weapons in my pocket
Just 'cause we've normalized a world that's ******* lost it
Sell our souls and for what a crooked profit
That leaves us carrying around these weapons in our pockets
Take my knife into the shower
Just in case my darkest hour comes
And there's nowhere to run
'Cause if I were to get assaulted
They would say how I was sad and dumb
That I misfired the gun
But I'm tired of carrying weapons in my pocket
Just 'cause we've normalized a world that's ******* lost it
Sell our souls and for what a crooked profit
That leaves us carrying around these weapons in our pockets
Never met a darker shade
Of violence than the one that made
Every voice of reason dead and quiet
As it rains down on the poor and weak
Can't rain bombs on tyranny
When it wages all the wars that keep us fighting
But I'm tired of carrying weapons in my pocket
Just 'cause we've normalized a world that's ******* lost it
Sell our souls and for what a crooked profit
That leaves us carrying around these weapons in our pockets
In our pockets
In our pockets
That leaves us carrying around these weapons in our pockets
In our pockets
In our pockets
That leaves us carrying around these weapons in our pockets
Everyone's afraid
Everyone's afraid
So beyond afraid
No one will admit it so we pray
Everyone's afraid
Everyone's afraid
So beyond afraid
No one will admit it so we pray
But I'm tired of carrying weapons in my pocket
Just 'cause we've normalized a world that's ******* lost it
Sell our souls and for what a crooked profit
That leaves us carrying around these weapons in our pockets
In our pockets that I hate
In our pockets that I hate
You tired of carrying around these weapons in your pocket
In your pocket do they really keep you safe
In your pocket eyes wide shut are you awake
What stole your sanity and have you fully lost it
Have you lost it
Lost your heart your peace of mind
Have you lost it
Your will to find
The faith you need to heal a world that's only fought it
Have you fought it
Have you fought it
The fear of carrying round these weapons in our pockets