Under the Gun

Maybe you wanna be dead, you gotta watch your head

You look like a rat, this is your big test

Speeding along you're fighting

Speeding along you're biting

So much happiness at once

This is the time of dying, they wanna see you crying

Oh, this is your last dance, so much rage against me

Speeding along you're king

Speeding along big thing

Loading very obese guns

They ask you boy, are you ready,

Yes you can begin, I'm steady

Oh, it's the last time, maybe there I’ll be fine

Screaming like ghost you're fighting

Screaming like ghost you're frighten

There's no place where could you run.