I wish I was not present, just away from this all. I wish I could stand out, quite free and tall.
I kick about and yell, there’s nowhere to run. You please tell me, because my life is done.
I'm afraid for such life, I want to be free, I want to live. Now that I have found that other part of my heart, She’s not ready to forgive.
I can tell you don't care, not even one bit. So go ahead and pull the trigger. Just a Fire and a single Hit.