You have blood shed in your veins but its not a sure fit
You look for answers out in space but is it worth it
If they're all a lie
You go searching through the mud
With your hands, in search of what's to come
Tell me a fable and I'll reach for the gun
Are you able to be what you've become
If I was to die by a gun I wish you'd be the one
Behind the trigger behind the bullet
I'm your one I'm your one I'm your one
Watch the bullets fly watch the bullets rain