Does it make you nervous?
Does it make you wince?
Are you full of fire?
Are you not convinced?

There's a reason to run
There's a reason to stay
If you’re taking the stun
The price is paid

When you feel like giving up
Put your hands up to the sky
You’re the trigger I'm the gun
You decide

Armalite
I hope you can keep me safe tonight
I'm tired and alone
Wrong or right
I hope you can keep me alive
‘Cause I feel like I'm fading

It's a dark dilemma
Made of hardened steel
You can hide forever
And remain concealed

Every second of wait
Is a moment of waste
Every semblance of hate
Shows on your face
When you feel like giving up
Put your hands up to the sky
You’re the trigger I'm the gun
You decide

Armalite

Buried deep in your soul
Is a map to the light
Every mine in that hole
Tears apart what you find
I am the gateway to nowhere
Follow the voices inside of me
I am the chaos in the air
Breathing in insanity
Armalite