Twenty One Pilots - No Chances Lyrics

Paroles de la chanson No Chances par Twenty One Pilots
We come for you, no chances
In my house shoes in a foot race
In this house we got feng shui
Get the door to blow you away
Flamethrower, you a switchblade
Feet planted on grip tape
With my shoulders squared, and my back straight
Got a good base and a loose tongue
Notorious in the octagon
We got people on the way
We want you home in one place now
(Run away, run away)
We get bodies every day
We want you home in one place now

We come for you, no chances
How'd you get the location? Put together pieces?
The say they sell the information
In those terms of agreement
We spent some weekends on the grind
Surveillances outside, we see when you arrive
Ride or die my son