Im wearing it, im wearing it
under my face
an expression and, an admission of

my disgrace
But im sure i will make it ok
i will try to give you something better

im wearing it, today
but im sure i will make it ok
i will try to give you something better

You, with the grin on your face
me, with the bag in its place
i've put a rope round my neck

im trying to win your respect
Conceal the weapons
conceal the weapons

death shares everything i have
conceal the weapons
conceal the weapons

but i hate the way i
conceal the weapons
Blame it on the staring match between the two of us

blame it on the staring match between the two of us