Deadly Weapons

Is this what we've come to?

We're putting guns to our heads

Just to feel alive again

Why hold on when there's nothing left?

An early grave is my dying wish

Make me feel alive again

Bound to agony

Dragged to the levy

Drowned in the mud, decomposing

Is this what we've come to?

We're putting guns to our heads

Just to feel alive, alive again

When you speak, do you speak at all

Or do you just lie to me?

'Cause I've never met such a guilty dog

Who likes feeding on rotten souls

But truth be told, I hate you

'Cause some things will never be enough

And it doesn't pain you

I guess some things are better left undone

Cold pressed to the temple

Hands reach for the throat

Can you feel the stainless steel?

Grating on your skull, does it feel familiar?

A bittersweet scrape, you know that it could cleanse your brain

Let your chest tighten, don't feel compelled to fight it

Then sweat and shake

Wake up, stupid bitch, I'm right here in front of you

Can you feel it in your chest?

Taste the beauty in the moment, the lead in your head

Do you feel alive now?