9/3/11 Title: The Bullet

I feel so strange.

Don't know why I came.

Look out,

here comes the bullet

full of led shooting air,

its piercing through my soul

hey look out,

here comes the bullet.

Feel like I've been trapped inside a closet,

Losing air claustrophobic.

No where to run

in the dark.

Sitting duck

lost in thought

don't know what else I can do.

I'm calling out for help

but nobody will come.

Locked inside a tower

lights but in the dark.

Hey watch out

here comes the bullet,

full of led shooting air

its piercing through my soul,

hey look out

here comes the bullet.

I try to dodge get out of the way

don't know what sense there is to stay

but once I find a hole

crawl out like a mole

oh darn here they come

run away

it goes quicker than planned

they're onto me

can't you see

now my blood starts to bleed

they've got guns

and I hands

lets see whose alive at the end.

Hey watch out

here comes the bullet,

full of led shooting air

its piercing through my soul,

hey look out

here comes the bullet.