Black Pistol Fire — Wake the Riot

You should bite your tongue Shout from empty lungs Bored to tears I wait Like a penny on the track You sold me out before To even up the score Did you force my hands A wicked will commands Who better than to show you how White knuckles and a crimson crown Caught me trippin and you won't deny it Please don't, Baby don't wake the riot Please don't wake the riot Please don't wake my riot Please don't wake the riot Know you won't deny it Baby's bound to break Fighting with my weak hand Cut me down to size With all your little lies Be my love again So I can take the blame Did you force my hands A wicked will commands Who better than to show you how White knuckles and a crimson crown Caught me trippin and you won't deny it Please don't, Baby don't wake the riot Please don't wake my riot Please don't wake the riot Know you won't deny it Please don't wake the riot [?] taking more then my share Bored walking hand in hand and the devil's on his way King [?] time for you to give up you're thrown Roll back those tears why you waitin' so long, waitin' so long Please don't, Baby don't wake the riot