Backfire Songtext
draw your conscious
with a grip held tight
don't let it go
or it'll do what you don't like

just hold it low
let the earth await the harm
be careful in life, son
to whom you raise your arm
notice every single lie always backfires
'cause it's not the shooter
it's the pistol's eye that sees
the gun's intentions that count

you've been discarded?
left out of the game?
has college played tricks on you
has everyone done the same?

hey, don't trade knowledge
for social skills
there are things
your sharp knives cannot ablate

(remember, son...
keep your hand still
keep you arm low
let your will go)
notice every single lie always backfires
'cause it's not the killer
it's the pistol's eye that sees
inside its soul that counts
and you never know
how far that cannon can track you down...