The Armed

Sport Of Measure Lyrics – The Armed I’ll just go out and stare at the sky Put my dreams on green screen Watch me fly Take my fill of these

FKA World Lyrics – The Armed Why can’t you hear me? I am willing And I wanna sing you lies — Can’t you hear me? I am willing Heaven, send

Clone Lyrics – The Armed Every tongue in a round Discipline I’m so conditioned Any word — ever proud Tunnel visions Oh shit, is it alright just to not know?

Everything’s Glitter Lyrics – The Armed There’s drama on my tortured brow Am I a caricature? There’s just a little between God and Clown I wanna be an idol that

Burned Mind Lyrics – The Armed The shake… A rattlesnake in vain Among gods and alone Among gods and alone One break… I hear the reaper’s gong Among gods and

Sport Of Form Lyrics – The Armed Oh so perfect Self-aware A curation Unflawed Iteration Or one of kind? A distinction So hard to explain Sport of form State of

Patient Mind Lyrics – The Armed Dumb like your money A tableau — Through and through Lines sound, like paper But said in the right voice… They’re so sweet they

Vatican Under Construction Lyrics – The Armed I’m drunk and I’m at the broad Staring at a close Is this desirable to other people? These words on the walls are

In Heaven Lyrics – The Armed I will raise Invisible houses The world is just a stage The everlasting gaze Love and hate Blurring in the middle These holy escapades

Public Grieving Lyrics – The Armed There’s two games we’re playing… And am I the only one who sees it’s either Sport of measure? Sport of form? Attention or freedom?

Modern Vanity Lyrics – The Armed Ohhh, it’s a heart attack No catch, I’m on fire, live to work, born to die Ohhh, I’m the king of rats So flush,

Liar 2 Lyrics – The Armed Please talk so I don’t just give up. Keep talking I don’t give a fuck. Lemme hear those lies. Snake, pray tell— Are we