How strong is the hammer in my hand
How long can you force me to dance
There's a crisis in my heart and in my work
And I saw you smile when I fell into the dirt
Oh, hold your fire
I don't belong here
I'm not calling you a liar
But I know you don't know me
I'm too young for a bitterness like this
But I've grown too old, too old to forget
I'm not a killer, but killing never fails
To a hammer, every problem's a goddamn nail
Oh, hold your fire
I don't belong here
I'm not calling you a liar
But I know you don't know me, yeah
