[Verse 1: Bert McCracken]
It felt so heavy in my hands
Looking scary through your window
It wasn't really what I planned
I didn't think it'd be so simple

[Pre-Chorus: Bert McCracken]
Blow me away
You wanna blow me away
Away, away

[Chorus: Bert McCracken]
What if you found a gun?
Would you use it like I did?
Put a bullet in my head
I don't think you could
No, it isn't in your blood
The little boy inside my head
What if you found a gun?

[Verse 2: Bert McCracken]
Look what I did, I made a mess
Blood on my hands is sentimental
Could be that I was just depressed
It's never ever gonna end, no
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