Facing a Loaded Gun

Hey you! Walking in my dreams,
searching apathy cause you know that’s what I’ll give…
And I need a friend, yes I need a friend
to remind me what I’ve been.
A foolish man that pursue his path,
to be the star in his own parade
And with all my lies I’ve filled my pride
and I know the end is near
and I know the end is:
Staring at a loaded gun
there’s no place I can run
What have I become?
'cause my name is on the bullet
Facing a loaded gun
All my life has come undone
What have I become?
Cause my name is on the bullet
I look behind, I see pieces of me,
now the truth is not bright as it seems
I look behind, I see pieces of me,
the end is close
and it tastes so sweet, finally…
I know the end is:
Staring at a loaded gun
there’s no place I can run
What have I become?
‘cause my name is on the bullet
Facing a loaded gun
All my life has come undone
What have I become?
Cause my name is on the bullet
Now that I’m forced to think of myself,
I know for all this shit
I can’t blame anyone else
Now that I’m forced to think of myself,
I know for all this shit
I can’t blame anyone else
And now i’m staring at a loaded gun there’s no place I can run
What have I become?
‘cause my name is on the bullet
Facing a loaded gun
All my life has come undone
What have I become?
‘cause my name is on the bullet