Weapon ft. Angel Haze de Bastille

This is vocal detection
Front line open intellection
Outlining all his imperfections
This is his fucking confession
Right now you cause that what
Screaming you want it and more
Sit down ambassador reference
Right now your voice is a weapon
Wake up to stars in the sky
Watch light revolve with your mind
Watch all the storms rising
And put all your palms in the sky
No more falling to pressure
No more failing acceptance
Throw all your hells towards the heavens
Cuz your voice is a weapon

And your voice is a weapon
And we’ll do with it what we can
And your voice is a weapon
And we’ll do with it what we can
I’ll fall into your arms again
I’ll fall into your arms again
I’ll fall into your arms again
I’ll fall into your arms

We dance with the devils
And make your halos the color of sinner’s portraits
And smothering it means everything’s lovely again
Nothing’s quite as it seems
Society’s all a disease
Kill all your fear in your sleep
Cuz everything’s formed in a dream
Breathe in insanity’s grip
Words from insanity’s lips
Falling from sanity’s cliff
Watching your vanity slip
No more falling to pressure
No more failing acceptance
Throw all your hells towards the heavens
Cuz your voice is a weapon

And your voice is a weapon
And we’ll do with it what we can
And your voice is a weapon
And we’ll do with it what we can
I’ll fall into your arms again
I’ll fall into your arms again
I’ll fall into your arms again
I’ll fall into your arms

Pressure that deepen the cut
When will the evil erupt?
Volcanic fever is lost
That shit will even it out
Pressure is feeding the dust
Vengeance is me speaking up
This is me speaking up

And your voice is a weapon
This is vocal confession
And it’s shooting you down, down, down
And your voice is a weapon
This is vocal confession
And we’re shooting you down, down, down
And your voice is a weapon
And we’ll do with it what we can
And your voice is a weapon
And we’ll do with it what we can
I’ll fall into your arms again
I’ll fall into your arms again
I’ll fall into your arms again
I’ll fall into your arms

Choose your voice and etch that on your soul
Make them heard when crowds drown out your cold
Leave behind your questions, silent thoughts, and mentions
The wake has so never fall to
Your voice is a weapon
So do with it what you can
Your voice is a weapon
So do with it what you can
Leave behind your questions, silent thoughts, and mentions
Your voice is a weapon
So do with it what you can