November 12 at 2:42am
I want to tell you so many things
But I know, but I know, yes I know
That you don't care or you wont listen.
I want to share my shames and my fears
But I know, but I know, hell I know
You will turn them into a bullet
And as far as I've reached I don't want a gun pointing my head
With a bulled that I made, that I gave
And with someone's finger in the trigger
Cuz' I know, yes I know. Hell, I know
You will pull it.