I'm not good in a crowd, 
 I got skills I can't speak of 

 Things I've seen will chase me 
 To the grave 

 I'm not good in a crowd, 
 I got skills I can't speak of 
 Over there 

 Things that I've seen 
 Will chase me to the grave 

 Led with your hands tied 
 Fetters and flies 

 You stumble the dunes  [bad word] to the moon 

 Backs to the wheel 
 There's granite to shove 

 Take it 
 They give it 
 So rivet for rivet 
 I will pilfer my family a bulletproof love 

 How does it feel 
 The weight of the steel? 

 The weight of the steel 
 The flat of the blade 

 How does it feel 
 To kneel at defeat? 

 To kneel at defeat 
 At the choices you make 

 I'm not good in a crowd, 
 I got skills I can't speak of 

 Things I've seen will chase me 
 To the grave 

 Backs to the wheel 
 There's granite to shove 

 Take it 
 They give it 
 And rivet for rivet 
 I will build for my family a bulletproof love