Feel it
Now it's waiting in your hand - Cold and loaded...
See it
Now it's shining in my hand - Cold and loaded...
I know i haven't got the balls to pull this through
And therefore I am laying all my faith in, all my faith in you
Raise the gun, take aim and shoot me
Put the bullet through my head
Consider us dead
Raise the gun, take aim and blow me away
Squeeze the trigger, free the lead
Consider us dead
We're leaving
This human ruin behind - So cold and empty...
Yes, leaving
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 grip, I'm dying to get rid of you, rid of you
Raise the gun, take aim and shoot me
Put the bullet through my head
Consider us dead
Raise the gun, take aim and blow me away
Squeeze the trigger, free the lead
Consider us dead
I know you haven't got the balls to pull this through
Just get a grip, I'm dying to get rid of you rid of 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
Squeeze the trigger, free the lead
Consider us dead
Consider us dead
