Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Fury In the Slaughterhouse
Fury In the Slaughterhouse
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
John Watts
John Watts
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Fury In the Slaughterhouse
Fury In the Slaughterhouse
Producer
Paul Grau
Paul Grau
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Pulling on the clothes that never really fit
Hoping she can get away with it
Protection, protection
Standing on the pavement climbin' into cars
Hoping the face reflects the heart
Protection, protection
[Verse 2]
All right now
All right now
[Verse 3]
There's not a moment
That I'm not protective
Of you
[Verse 4]
Riding on a wave you juvenile crime
I wonder if you can get off in time
Or whether you'd want to
Protection
Where did you get that bruise on your face
You must have come home in a terrible state
Protection, protection
[Verse 5]
All right now
All right now
[Verse 6]
There's not a moment
That I'm not protective
Of you
There's not a moment
That I'm not affected
By you
[Verse 7]
Groping in the darkness
Reaching for your shoes
Nobody cares for a child
With your connections
[Verse 8]
Talking with the crew she's eager to impress
Selling us a line of emptiness
You're a tiny little girl
You're a tiny little girl
Protection
[Verse 9]
You're a tiny little girl
Protection
There's not a moment...
Written by: John Watts
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