@migu music@

I'm not good in a crowd

I've 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've 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, fed to the sand flies

Stumble the dunes, complain to the moon

Backs to the wheel, there's granite to shove

Take it, they give it, so rivet for rivet

I will build for my family a bulletproof roof

How does it feel, the weight of the steel

The weight of the steel of the flat of the blade

How does it feel to kneel at the feet

To kneel at the feet of the choices you've made

I'm not good in a crowd

I've 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 roof