Ran around with no sense of order When I found myself alone All alone with my fears Fears that follow me around I couldn't help but I felt so empty I had to fill me up with something I found this gun I don't know where Pulled the trigger and my head was wet
No more pressure No more pain No more fear I can't take no more
Shot myself with a plastic gun
Me myself and I used to be friends Now myself has disapeared What's the deal and what went wrong Was it me who was too strong Is myself really gone for good Or am I too proud to see him dead Am I caught inside myself Plastic gun please free my head