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