Injected - Bullet Lyrics
Youre coming home to an empty space inside of you,Theres no other place.Youre wondering hard what youre here for,But every night you still walk out that door.Youre just a screwed up kid,Who doesnt know who he isFights the words in his head,Screams hes better off dead.Met a punk with a disWants a fight and now youre pissedIts already too lateSawed off your hateWhat did you sell your soul for?Was it a gun and a bullet and a chance at revenge?You got props from your boys on the block,A cross to bear that never endsWhat did you sink so low for?Was it the time and the space and the spit in your face?Props from the cops and the courtA sin you cant eraseHe caught you looking his wayHands in the air - what the helld ya say?I know something sad but trueThat mother*****er was as scared as you.Youre just a screwed up kid,Who doesnt know who he isFights the words in his head,Screams hes better off dead.Met a punk like youWhat the ***** you gonna do?Point the piece at his eyesYou never realizedSell it with a pistol in the sack.They push you so hard, gonna push right back.Sell it and dont put up a fightYour life has just started but it all ends tonight.
