#1
I have a gun to my head
Cuz I've been feed with
Ideas that this world aint worth living in

And cant breath in this air
Cuz I'm scared...........

That if i dont die tonight
I'll live my life through shame and tragidy
And im mastering my mortal sins
and everythinlg I've done is crippling within
My soul, mind, and body

(chorus) cuz the bullets in the revolver are teasing me
And the smell of the gunpowder is comforting
And the taste of metal is a lil bit sweeter tonight