William Beckett
In Our Defense
Forced to the wall
The crosshairs shift from this tied-down burden
Courage
What did you expect
A nightmare of reason and faith alike because
You take shots
My back's turned
You're gutless
You think you're saving face but I'll tell you what
I'll tell you what

As far as you're concerned
The next breath that you take
Should be underwater
You're worthless
You've been told once before
This time you're gonna get back a little more than you paid for

Forced to the wall
The record skips and this
Satellite sense is detecting
You run for cover
A nightmare
A vision
A quota
A reason
You take shots
My back's turned
You're gutless
You think you're saving face but first things first
This is a matter of egos
And how every single shot you take is taken in weakness and vain
Place your bets
It's a matter of context
You said it
You mean it
You want it
You've got it
I've been waiting far too long for this
You take shots
My back's turned
You're gutless and you've got no spine at all
I've been waiting
I've been waiting far

Take your shot
And be on your
And be on your
Spill fiction when my back is turned
When you've got an easy target
Build strength
And your heart is gone
You tell my back that you're more courageous
We've got our souls held in this dark hotel room
You're taking chances for the worst and the worst is yet to come
Place your bets
It's a matter of

You said it
You mean it
You want it
You've got it
I've been waiting far too long for this
You take shots
My back's turned
You're gutless and you've got no spine at all
I've been waiting
I've be waiting far
Show a little backbone
In this hole we've dug
You're never crawling out alive
You won't make it too far
You won't get too far
In this home we've made
You're never welcome again
You won't make it too far
You won't get too far
Place your bets son, pay your ransom

You don't know what it is to regret
You don't know what it is to regret
You don't know what it is to regret
You don't know what it is...

You don't know what it is to regret
You don't know what it is to regret
You don't know what it is to regret