No Restraint from Prizefighters Blues by Malachite Riot

The people that you use
The systems you abuse
Your reasons lacking rhyme
Now you're wasting time

Everyone's a pawn
They're good until they're gone
But when the screws are turned
Your perfect image is burned

Chorus:
Come around, come around
No restraint though nothing's found
Come around, come around
Your ship of lies has run aground

Anger, hate and misery
Define your made-up history
Whatever mental state you live
I'm still out of fucks to give

You think you pull the strings
Til adversaries sing
The secrets I could tell
Would send you back to hell

Repeat chorus

Bridge:
Gaps in your thought lines
Driven to despair
Running over the landmines
Laughing, without a care

Repeat chorus

• Alternative
• Indie rock
• alternative rock
• crunchy guitar
• rock
• St. Louis