Stay away from me
I'll sting you like a bee
Take this little gun
Cock it back and breath
Hanging from a tree
Come and watch me swing
Say you need me
Or I'll just f*cking sleep
Think of you, when I don't want to
Colt forty-five in the back of the laundry room
With my own thoughts, demons tell me what they want too
Singin'
Screamin'
I feel happy, must be dreamin'
I don't, feel it
Take out my brain and fry it on a skillet
Ahh
All I feel is dread
Don't care what you said
Give me all the meds
Or put a bullet in my head
I don't feel a thing
So let me ease the pain
Pain
Pain
Sleep