This is another past time I like to follow
Nothing much but it gets me through
Most of the time when lying fails
And people die to see us down
That clouds not moving
It s the one I bet on
This sun isn t rising
To remind me im not gone

This aint gunna be homicide
This is gunna shine till my heart stops
How big are bullets meant to be?
Ill give you a first person view
Its awfully bigger its cracked up to be

I want a little bit of good
How hard is that to get
Im all talked up for manner
On the top it s me to envy
I hate the way it s just so complicated
And some people just say what is it
And im claustrophobic when theirs a small box
And you re in it ten feet under
Encase you don t know worms in this grave feed on me