Mori Calliope - Cult Following Lyrics

Cut your other ties
This ain't the only battlefield I can televise
Ego is an armor, so put the camera down and face it
They went and got complacent

Come and run with me
You say you stand for nothing, no one else can relate
Just know the company you keep is in the business of hate
Are you afraid? (Don't run away, I'm close to getting paid)

I'll be dancing on my own in a bulletproof vest
Go and shoot, shoot, shoot, aww, baby, did you miss?
Ricochet, ricochet
You can think about me any time, of any day

Forget your street fights
This a trench war
I'll make you march, march, march till you hit the floor
Getting thirsty for collision
Let them wonder what they're missing
In the front row (lock and load)
Now here we go (now here we go)

This ain't a lifeline
It's a call-to-arms
Become the risen, the unforgiven, make a decision
If you're looking for permission to riot, you got it wrong
Say goodbye to your identity, click, flash
Now you belong

The situation isn't fluid at all
Took out my reddest paints and markers and I ruined the wall
It's not that complicated, I could choose to run, but I crawl
To slit the ankles of the skeptics who are wishing we fall

I'll be dancing on my own in a bulletproof vest
Go and shoot, shoot, shoot, aww, baby, did you miss?
Ricochet, ricochet
You can think about me any time, of any day

Forget your street fights
This a trench war
I'll make you march, march, march till you hit the floor
Getting thirsty for collision
Let them wonder what they're missing
In the front row (lock and load)
Now here we go (now here we go)

This ain't a lifeline
It's a call-to-arms
Become the risen, the unforgiven, make a decision
If you're looking for permission to riot, you got it wrong
Say goodbye to your identity, click, flash
Now you belong

I'll be dancing on my own in a bulletproof vest
They can shoot, shoot, shoot, and we'll see who shoots best
Fighting all our battles, know the kind too well
They go "ready, set, rage" then they follow us to hell
Finger on the trigger, bout to cock it and run
Got a lyric in the chamber but I'm aiming my own gun

Forget your street fights
This a trench war
I'll make you march, march, march till you hit the floor
Getting thirsty for collision
Let them wonder what they're missing
In the front row (lock and load)
Now here we go (now here we go)

This ain't a lifeline
It's a call-to-arms
Become the risen, the unforgiven, make a decision
If you're looking for permission to riot, you got it wrong
Say goodbye to your identity, click, flash
Now you belong

Let them riot onward, lock and load
Stand for nothing, play the coward
Stand by someone, you're devoured
It's a sick and twisted miscreant's existence

Let them riot onward, lock and load
Stand for nothing, play the coward
Stand by someone, you're devoured
It's a sick and twisted miscreant's existence