don't got a gun, don't got a prayer, to end this Nightmare... A heavy metal song |
Don't got a gun, don't got a prayer, to end this nightmare… Losing dedication, as my medicine, seems to be failing me In my hour of dire need, I find nothing, but my hopes that bleed, Dying dreams, a life that seems, to always, lead to nothing, Once again... to nothing!... once again... to NOTHING!!! Don't got a gun, Don't got a prayer, To end this nightmare! DON’T GOT A GUN! , DON’T GOT A PRAYER, to end this NIGHTMARE!!!! DON’T GOT A GUN! , DON’T GOT A PRAYER, to end this NIGHTMARE!!!! To find Jesus, bullshit, happy.. Drug addiction, waste of money... Love, just another pussy... Why can't I, be happy... Why can't I, be happy... Friends, shoot the breeze… Weed, put my mind at ease… Someone, cure me of my disease… But! , why can’t I, be happy But! , why can’t I, be happy Only finding strength, where it shouldn’t be At the bottom of a bottle, A clear choice, Happy E-asy, Not working, What the fuck, is wrong with me… Must be, that I DON’T GOT A GUN! , DON’T GOT A PRAYER, to end this NIGHTMARE!!!! DON’T GOT A GUN! , DON’T GOT A PRAYER, to end this NIGHTMARE!!!! DON’T GOT A GUN! , DON’T GOT A PRAYER, to end this NIGHTMARE!!!! Been down this road before, Facing the choices, that I can't ignore, But the line is drawn, the (voices/choices) are set, This is who I am, what I'm meant to do... Something' that I can't take no more, Something' that I can't ignore no more, I can spend my whole life denying But I can’t keep up with the lying That I’m still living, not slowly dying Something' that I can't take no more, Something' that I can't ignore no more, [[As I walk alone, down the path,]] The voices, they are getting maddening As the choices seem to be widening I wish I was lying I wish I was lying The voices, they are getting maddening As the choices seem to be widening DON"T GOT A GUN!, don't got a PRAYER, to end this nightmare ... As I try to fall asleep..... Crossing my arms, Hoping to die, So I can live again, So I can breathe again, So I can live again, So I can breathe again, So I can become nothing, So I can become nothing, Like my hopes and dreams, That always seam, To lead, to NOTHING Don't got a gun,... no prayer... no hope... to! end! this! NIGHTmare.... |