IN THE ARMOR (Radio Edit) Lyrics

There are days I wear grandpa's arms around like a scarf

Sunday service at Sansun on Stockton

Boy stand if you are able, I'm Aesop like fables

There's someone at the door, a grown man gripping on my throat before it hit the floor

I cover up deep scars with tissue paper

Wrap floss around my fingertips until they scream stop

You - go back to China go back to China, go back

I'm still in Chinatown, wishing I was out

Yeah ten years of wishing as a fish that I could drown!

Sincerely paper

Every time I leave the house I put my armor on

If a chinks in it they might see I can't respond, to loaded questions

This rapper's a Decepticon I dream big but I still be sleeping at my moms

I don't have a plan B, the boldest matador until they send a stampede

I'm five ten with Tims filled to the brim with overconfidence, in reality

My wife will probably face the consequence

What the hell's a consequence?

To a private school kid with no common sense

A waste of time waste of talent waste of father too

All to show em that I really had the follow through

Let's go, to places so unknown

That we can't find a bar of service on our smarty phones

Yeah, I walk this lonely road of chasing after huh and as for love I only make the most

Walk with me, you don't need to talk to me

If our city's up in flames would you pour with me?

Walk with me, you don't need to talk to me

If our city's up in flames would you pour with me?