You jump in front of the bullet
The family put you to it
You might survive the 1st thousand shots
back to the end of the line
You hold the´ll to survive them
Answer to those you´ve failed
Time to clean up your room & show you´re able to stop
beating yourself down
You have arrived
A wealth of respect, a world of regard
You have always belonged
You´ve to go on
I just want you to feel the gun in your hand
You used to hold aspiration
You could not see the limitations
Even in your youth you were unsurpassed
but driven by grief & it could not last
Sometimes promise, sometimes goodbye
Confessed to all through bloodshot eyes
I just want you to feel the gun in your hand (yea)
It only breaks you till you get off
I am not going to watch you kill yourself to live
It is all so average till you get off
I am not going to wait here till the body´s cold
I just want you to feel the gun in your hand
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