Bullets And Octane. I Ain't Your Savior. Zeneszám

I aint your savior
I aint your will
I aint the bottle and sin that you feel

I aint your low guilt when you?re alone
I aint the gun in the mouth of our young

Don?t trust your hate
Your lust and pain
Die ignorance die
Open your eyes

I aint your savior I aint your will
I aint your savior drenched in your guilt
I aint your savior I aint your will
I aint your savior
Nailing me down let the cross turn on you always
Die ignorance die

Lay me down over your guns my darlin?
Shoot me down I had enough again
Bleed me ?til you break down
Bleed me ?til it?s enough my darlin?
Bleed me ?til you break down
Grieve me when I?m gone

I aint your savior, don?t trust your hate
I aint your savior, your lust and pain
Grieve me when I?m gone
I aint your savior I aint your will
Gone