Buy a Gun

Protect yourself
buy a gun,
holding one, means you don't have to run.
Better you than me you say as you aim at my head,
my body die, but it's you who's dead.
Now that you've pulled the trigger,
what do you feel?
The pain becomes too great,
too surreal.

Now you're left behind with the pain,
it's gonna haunt you,
till it drives you insane.
Now you stand on the edge of the roof looking down,
watching all the people,
that have started gathering around.

The hate grows,
growing even more,
it's more painful now than ever before.
In your attempt to become the king,
it ended too soon,
they laugh because you're nothing.

You realize you've fallen,
you start to crawl.
And at the foot of the cross,
it doesn't seem good at all.