Braveheart

(album: Suicide King - 2019)

I know loyalty means nothing
I know I'll die for nothing
I know my word means nothing
I know I'll die for nothing

Big nuts, gun tucked, and I'm hunting fucks
Braveheart, you will never be one of us
Won't bleed, won't die, won't trust
Braveheart, Braveheart

Our teachers would fuss
And we hated their guts
'Cause we didn't know our futures were bleak
And I remember to this day
When we were kids we used to play
And that memory makes me weak
So I block it all out
And I pull my Glock out
And I shoot in the air for the dead
And there's 21 guns in the sky and we ride
For each other till they hit me in my head

Big nuts, gun tucked, and I'm hunting fucks
Braveheart, you will never be one of us
Won't bleed, won't die, won't trust
Braveheart, you will never be one of us
War drums beat loud on the precipice
Braveheart, you will never be one of us
Bodies fall, don't give a fuck what you think of us
Braveheart, Braveheart

And when it rains outside, my bullet wounds, they ache
And I hear the sounds of thunder all around
And will it rain poison water or will it rain lead?
And is it thunder or machinegun sounds?
And my vision becomes blurry
And I know my momma worries
But I'm an animal and no longer a man
And the code I live by
Is an eye for an eye
And we're helpless and we're hopeless and we're damned

Alive as I'll ever be
And nobody came before me
No God watching over me
It's blasphemy and when I'm dead
Lost in revelry
Just pray for my enemies
Three hundred blackout
Blow your back out
From the jungle to the crackhouse

And (Hey!) I'm reloading
I'm holding court
(Oh!) Bloodsport
Here comes the motorcade
And (Oh!) They'll drag me away
Kicking and screaming
These are not demons, they're dogs
They come when they're called

I know loyalty means nothing
I know I'll die for nothing
To you respect means nothing
I know I'll die for nothing

Big nuts, gun tucked, and I'm shooting fucks
Braveheart, you will never be one of us
Won't bleed, won't die, get fucked
Braveheart, you will never be one of us
War drums beat loud on the precipice
Braveheart, you will never be one of us
Bodies fall, don't give a fuck what you think of us
Braveheart, Braveheart