come little one, ILL SHOW YOU HOW TO USE A GUN, THEN YOU CAN PUSH AND SHOVE ANYONE. this pessimist we admire to satisfie our dessire, our passion for pain and fire, why do you believe in a liarr, this guns know your mesiah. shoot them down, SO THEY CAN NEVER TAKE YOUR CROWN, FILL THE VOID WITH BLOOD TO DROWN, why do you believe in a liarr, this guns know your mesiah. why do you believe in a liarr, this guns know your mesiah. never fear again, NO ONE NEEDS TO KNOW WHAT LURKS WITHIN, THAT RED LINEIN YOUR MIND NOW SO THIN. why do you believe in a liarr, this guns know your mesiah. why do you believe in a liarr, this guns know your mesiah. dont win in the end, THE WORLDS SHATTERED A BULLET YOUR ONLY FRINED, IT STILL LAUGHS AT YOU STILL PUSHES YOU DOWN STILL THE END.