Weapon (Garage Sessions)

I pulled the pin on our hate grenade today

A thousand heartbeats will be silenced this way

When no one listens to these words I sing

No one cares about anything

The revolution's dying fast

Who sets the tone upon this mess?

So say what you want

You're still a thorn in my side

You can take it away

I won't give up inside

You can put us on trial

And sentence us all to death

You'll fucking hear us sing!

This! Is!

Not what we're fighting for!

This! Is!

Not why we're living (for)!

(Whoah-whoa-oh-whoah-oh!)

Oh can you hear them screaming?

(Whoah-whoa-oh-whoah-oh!)

"The dead! The dead!"

So tell me, officer, how does it feel

When evil horsemen cause so much catastrophe?

When everything around me falls

The battled man comes through these halls

The fire fueled by my revenge

With gasoline!

So say what you want

You're still a thorn in my side

You can take it away

I won't give up inside

You can put us on trial

And sentence us all to death

You fucking hypocrite!

This! Is!

Not what we're fighting for!

This! Is!

Not why we're living (for)!

(Whoah-whoa-oh-whoah-oh!)

Oh can you hear them screaming?

(Whoah-whoa-oh-whoah-oh!)

"The dead! The dead!"

So proud and tall but falling down

So strong your world is falling down

(I know what it feels to be alive!)

So proud and tall but falling down

(I know what it feels to be alive!)

So strong your, world is falling down

(I know what it feels to be alive!)

So proud and tall but falling down

(I know what it feels to be alive!)

This! Is!

Not what we're fighting for!

This! Is!

Not why we're living!

(Whoah-whoa-oh-whoah-oh)

Oh can you hear them screaming?

(Whoah-whoa-oh-whoah-oh)

Oh can you hear them screaming?

(Whoah-whoa-oh-whoah-oh)

Oh can you hear them screaming?

(Whoah-whoa-oh-whoah-oh)

Oh can you hear them screaming?

This! Is!

Not what we're fighting for!