Here I am, I stare so vacantly,
I look upon the things I've done it burns a hole in me.
I waited just for the right time, get set and go,
and by the time that you are dying I'm sure you'll know,
the smell of burning, of embers and gasoline,
I light the matches let the fire do the work for me.
Oh, here I go again, I have a message to send.
I am not afraid of you.
Just fall asleep, it's time to meet you're maker
and I have got the front row seat.
Oh, soon you will be six feet under the dirt,
buried right where you belong.
Here I am, I wait so patiently,
I've got a barrel full of hatred for the one I see.
One click to the left will keep you in my sights,
this gun is hungry for a kill and I've been up all night.
My eyes grow tired from watching you as you sleep,
I pull the trigger let the bullets do the work for me.
Oh, here I go again, I have a message to send.
I am not afraid of you.
Just fall asleep, it's time to meet you're maker
and I have got the front row seat.
Oh, soon you will be six feet under the dirt,
buried right where you belong


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