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i can see the bodies of my lost friends...
i can see how they died...

because of this i put the gun to my head and pull the trigger
who would care if i really did pull it? no one would
no tears would be shed at my funeral

i can see my friend dieing in my arms...
i can see him ling in a pool of his own blood

because of this i put the gun to my head and pull the trigger
who would care if i really did pull it? no one would
no tears would be shed at my funeral

i just want my past to stay in my past
i just want to be able to live here and now

because of this i put the gun to my head and pull the trigger
who would care if i really did pull it? no one would
no tears would be shed at my funeral

i just wanted to be a hero
i just wanted to feel needed..

because of this i put the gun to my head and pull the trigger
who would care if i really did pull it? no one would
no tears would be shed at my funeral

after all these years...all these scars...all this hatred...
all i want is to be able to die and rest in peace...
because of this i put the gun to my head and pull the trigger
who would care if i really did pull it? no one would
no tears would be shed at my funeral

the tears i've shed...
the friends i've lost...
the pain inflicted upon me...

because of this i put the gun to my head and pull the trigger
who would care if i really did pull it? no one would
no tears would be shed at my funeral

i gone through all of these challanges in life for what?
what do i have to show for it?
the scars, and he memories?

because of this i put the gun to my head and pull the trigger
who would care if i really did pull it? no one would
no tears would be shed at my funeral

so now you tell me what would you want to do if you were me?
i could end this all so easy...i just have to pull the trigger....

because of this i put the gun to my head and pull the trigger
who would care if i really did pull it? no one would
no tears would be shed at my funeral

i am the poison in humanity...
i am the sins of humanity...
i am the hatred of all humanity...

because of this i put the gun to my head and pull the trigger
who would care if i really did pull it? no one would
no tears would be shed at my funeral

i am the curse that plauges this spiteful earth...
i am the venom with in the bitter hearts of man..
i am the meaning of evil...i am satin....

because of this i put the gun to my head and pull the trigger
who would care if i really did pull it? no one would
no tears would be shed at my funeral

i see the darkness with in humanity growing every day...
i see more and more people like me...
more cold and heartless killers...

because of this i put the gun to my head and pull the trigger
who would care if i really did pull it? no one would
no tears would be shed at my funeral

men and women that just don't give a god damn!!!
that's my kind of people...the people like me
my kind of people are like the out casts

because of this i put the gun to my head and pull the trigger
who would care if i really did pull it? no one would
no tears would be shed at my funeral