Tattooed In Reverse
So fuck your bible and your Babel
I made this psalm into my dirty bomb
So dance, motherfucker, dance
Racing to a red light
I'm un-stabled, I'm not a show horse
I can't be bridled, of course
I'm un-scabbed and un-regretted
I got tattooed in reverse
Whoa, in reverse
You can't play this game, you've lost all the pieces
Hold your breath and just wait
(I'm sure) someone else will pay for your sins
But I'm not convinced by your costume
This ain't my goddamn cup of tears
I'm un-stabled, I'm not a show horse
I can't be bridled, of course
I'm un-scabbed and un-regretted
I got tattooed in reverse
Whoa, got tattooed in reverse
Whoa, in reverse
Your confession means nothing (yeah)
So fuck your attrition
There ain't nothing in my hourglass
Just sand from a dead sea
And I made it my weapon
And I made it my weapon
Your confession means nothing (yeah)
So fuck your attrition
There ain't nothing in my hourglass
Just sand from a dead sea
And I made it my weapon
Fuck your bible and your Babel
I made this psalm into my dirty bomb
So dance, motherfucker, dance
Racing to a red light
So fuck your bible and your Babel
I made this psalm into my dirty bomb
So dance, motherfucker, dance
Racing to a red light
I'm un-stabled, I'm not a show horse
I can't be bridled, of course
I'm un-scabbed and un-regretted
I got tattooed in reverse
Oh! Oh, oh, oh
I got tattooed in reverse
I made this psalm into my dirty bomb
So dance, motherfucker, dance
Racing to a red light
I'm un-stabled, I'm not a show horse
I can't be bridled, of course
I'm un-scabbed and un-regretted
I got tattooed in reverse
Whoa, in reverse
You can't play this game, you've lost all the pieces
Hold your breath and just wait
(I'm sure) someone else will pay for your sins
But I'm not convinced by your costume
This ain't my goddamn cup of tears
I'm un-stabled, I'm not a show horse
I can't be bridled, of course
I'm un-scabbed and un-regretted
I got tattooed in reverse
Whoa, got tattooed in reverse
Whoa, in reverse
Your confession means nothing (yeah)
So fuck your attrition
There ain't nothing in my hourglass
Just sand from a dead sea
And I made it my weapon
And I made it my weapon
Your confession means nothing (yeah)
So fuck your attrition
There ain't nothing in my hourglass
Just sand from a dead sea
And I made it my weapon
Fuck your bible and your Babel
I made this psalm into my dirty bomb
So dance, motherfucker, dance
Racing to a red light
So fuck your bible and your Babel
I made this psalm into my dirty bomb
So dance, motherfucker, dance
Racing to a red light
I'm un-stabled, I'm not a show horse
I can't be bridled, of course
I'm un-scabbed and un-regretted
I got tattooed in reverse
Oh! Oh, oh, oh
I got tattooed in reverse
Credits
Writer(s): Tyler Lee Bates, Brian Hugh Warner
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