as the gun is pointed to your head
the bullet in the chamber
the finger on the trigger
all that you worked for
waisted useless and worthless
what did we do to deserve this

you look in wonder
why did this happen to us
and still
nothing you can do to save yourself
nothing else to strive for
no where to run
no where to hide

another night up, living in fear
waiting for some one
but no one is listening

watching the clock
minutes and hours go by
you cry out, waiting for a call
but no one is there

you strive for the future
only to see
that your life is already over

as the gun is pointed to your head
the bullet in the chamber
the finger on the trigger
all that you worked for
waisted useless and worthless
what did we do to deserve this

understanding to live with the fact
that dieing is just a part of life
through all the troubles of the world
it just wasn't good enough

the gun pointed to your head
the finger on the trigger
bam

you fall to the ground... dead!