St. Stabby

Patron Saint of switch blade fights Feast day full of riots No one's gonna hold you down Or try to keep you quiet Speak in tongues without a sound We're not here to f*ck around Pulpit's damned but so's the crowd Burn it to the fucking ground They expect your apathy Give them your compliance Full of piss and vinegar they'll choke on your defiance Speak in tongues without a sound We're not here to f*ck around Pulpit's damned but so's the crowd Burn it to the fucking ground Sacrifice autonomy They'll pay you for your silence Not straight enough to fit the mold I'm queer enough for violence Speak in tongues without a sound We're not here to f*ck around Pulpit's damned but so's the crowd Burn it to the fucking ground Speak in tongues without a sound We're not here to f*ck around Pulpit's damned but so's the crowd Burn it to the fucking ground