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With your hand on the gun you said it's something fun.
And the bullets in your palm you seem suppressed and calm.
Now as time ticks by in the dark empty sky.
I wait as you sigh and tomorrow passes by.

With emotions running through your skull you don't want to make this dull.
So you lift up the gun towards the big black burning sun.
And you whisper words under your breath something like you're an addict to meth.
Then your finger on the trigger makes my eyes go bigger.

And you raise it to my head wanting me to be dead.
The word just accidently slipped and you somehow lost your grip.
Your cold stare was filled with flare.
As you bent down and I turned around.

"Shoot me in the back."And then I feel a whack.
The gun has not been shot and I turn back to Scott.
"I'll shoot you in the head,because I want you dead."
And you point it at my ear then think that's kinda queer.

The gun goes to my temple now,and I'm beginnning to feel like a slaughter cow.
"Because death is calling."And then my life starts falling.
We never got to get wed because you have just shot me dead.
Now the thought of us being happy,is just so totally crappy.

Description
With your hand on the gun you said it's something fun.
And the bullets in your palm you seem suppressed and calm.
Now as time ticks by in the dark empty sky.
I wait as you sigh and tomorrow passes by.

With emotions running through your skull you don't want to make this dull.
So you lift up the gun towards the big black burning sun.
And you whisper words under your breath something like you're an addict to meth.
Then your finger on the trigger makes my eyes go bigger.

And you raise it to my head wanting me to be dead.
The word just accidently slipped and you somehow lost your grip.
Your cold stare was filled with flare.
As you bent down and I turned around.

"Shoot me in the back."And then I feel a whack.
The gun has not been shot and I turn back to Scott.
"I'll shoot you in the head,because I want you dead."
And you point it at my ear then think that's kinda queer.

The gun goes to my temple now,and I'm beginnning to feel like a slaughter cow.
"Because death is calling."And then my life starts falling.
We never got to get wed because you have just shot me dead.
Now the thought of us being happy,is just so totally crappy.