Feel And how it's weighing in your hand Cold and loaded See it... Oh, how it's shining in my hand Cold and loaded I know I haven't got the balls to this through And therefore I'm laying all my faith in you
Raise the gun, take aim and me Put a bullet through my head Consider us Raise the gun, take aim and blow me away Squeeze the trigger, free the lead Consider us dead
We're leaving... human ruin behind Too cold and empty... Yes leaving... for there's nothing more can find In this cold and empty The choice is mine so don't be afraid to pull this through Just get a grip, I'm dying to rid of you
Raise the gun, take aim and shoot me Put a bullet through my head Consider us Raise the gun, take aim and blow me away Squeeze the trigger, free the lead Consider dead
I know you haven't got the balls to pull this through Just get a grip, I'm dying to rid of you