Bullets And Octane

I aint your savior
I aint your will
I aint the bottle and sin that you feel
I aint your low guilt when you're alone
I aint the gun in the mouth of our young
Don't trust your hate
Your lust and pain
Die ignorance die
Open your eyes
I aint your savior I aint your will
I aint your savior drenched in your guilt
I aint your savior I aint your will
I aint your savior
Nailing me down let the cross turn on you always
Die ignorance die
Lay me down over your guns my darlin'
Shoot me down I had enough again
Bleed me ‘til you break down
Bleed me ‘til it's enough my darlin'
Bleed me ‘til you break down
Grieve me when I'm gone
I aint your savior, don't trust your hate
I aint your savior, your lust and pain
Grieve me when I'm gone
I aint your savior I aint your will
Gone