You have a handicap, it's an extension of...
That you use instead of exposing your feelings
You're staring at me through crosshair eyes
You're staring at me through crosshair eyes
Your thoughts are powerless to the d**h that you hold
In the palm of your hand, it's your false sense of security
I can control everything
I will give you your life
I can take it away
I will pa** my judgement
But who will protect me if I won't choose your way?
I put this gun in your hand
I put this gun in your hand
I put this gun in your hand
I put this gun in your
In your
You should do the right thing and turn this gun on yourself
For the sake of society and do us all a favour
I dare ya!
I dare ya!
I dare ya!