Gravity Wins letra

We're more than just the sum of our parts.
Hands off our bodies, hands off our hearts.

And who the fuck are they to tell us where we
can and can't find divinity?
We looked around and found their god
nowhere in the vicinity.

Because I see too much hunger and too much
greed. What we want getting in the way of
what we need. Too much neglect and too much
blight. You point your finger, instead of trying
to live your life right.

We've been condemned. We've been gagged
and bound. The hand that feeds becomes the
hand that keeps us down.
The rain won't wash away your sins. You're
gonna fall.

Gravity wins.

Paint It Black - Letras

• "Less Deicide, More Minor Threat!"
• 365
• Amnesia
• An Hour And A Half Late For Happy Hour
• Anesthesia
• Angel
• Another Beautiful "Fuck You" Song!
• Atheists In Foxholes
• Atticus Finch
• Bliss
• Burn The Hive
• Cannibal
• Check Yr Math
• Cipher
• Cutting Class
• CVA
• Dead Precedents
• Election Day
• Exit Wounds
• Four Deadly Venoms
• Four Simple Steps To Total Life Satisfaction
• Ghosts
• Goliath
• Gravity Wins
• Head Hurts Hands On Fire
• Headfirst
• Homesick
• Invisible
• Labor Day
• Little Fists
• Memorial Day
• Missionary Position
• New Folk Song
• Nicaragua
• Nicotine
• Panic
• Past Tense, Future Perfect
• Pink Slip
• Props For Ventriloquism
• Saccharine
• Sacred
• Salem
• Severance
• Shell Game Redux
• Short Changed
• So Much For Honour Among Thieves
• Surrender
• The Beekeeper
• The Fine Art Of Falling Apart
• The Insider
• The Ledge
• The New Brutality
• Void
• Watered Down
• We Will Not
• White Kids Dying Of Hunger
• Why Film The Carnage?
• Womb Envy
• Worms