Sit yourself down stupid fucking kid
Go ahead and tell me everything you did
Take a minute to compose yourself then tell me what you heard
As I cut you down with every word
Gun to my head
Gun to my head
Gun to my head
Gone to my head
Gone to my head
Gone to my head
Run to the rafters like the rat you are
Riding in the backseat of your parent's car
Mind in the sky and hands in the jar
Paying the tolls raising the bar
Gun to my head
Gun to my head
Gun to my head
Gone to my head
Gone to my head
Gone to my head
Gun to my head
Gone to my head
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