I'm not good in a crowd,
I got skills I can't speak ofThings I've seen will chase me
To the graveI'm not good in a crowd,
I got skills I can't speak of
Over thereThings that I've seen
Will chase me to the graveLed with your hands tied
Fetters and fliesYou stumble the dunes
Complain to the moonBacks to the wheel
There's granite to shoveTake it
They give it
So rivet for rivet
I will build for my family a bulletproof roomHow does it feel
The weight of the steel?The weight of the steel
The flat of the bladeHow does it feel
To kneel at defeat?To kneel at defeat
At the choices you makeI'm not good in a crowd,
I got skills I can't speak ofThings I've seen will chase me
To the graveBacks to the wheel
There's granite to shoveTake it
They give it
And rivet for rivet
I will build for my family a bulletproof love