Bullet

 

 

Intoxicating misery

Overtaking my soul

I have no will to live

I have no hope for the future

 

Agonizing feeling of self-hate

It’s depressing

I just wanna die

My knuckles are white

As I hold this gun

 

Chorus

Bullet, bullet

You’re my best friend

Bullet, bullet

As you bring the end

 

Exhilarating self-annihilation

Liberating suicide

I’ve lost the will to live

There’s no hope for the future

 

Terror rising deep within me

It’s maddening

I wanna die so much

My finger moves of it’s own accord

As I pull the trigger with content

 

chorus

 

 

 

 

 

Copyright of Zachary Carriere February 29 2000