I look around the world,
And what do I see?
Millions of people,
Looking back at me.
What did I do,
That was so wrong?
Why do they stare,
And for how long?
I see evil eyes,
Gazing my way.
My voice goes mute,
Can't even say:
"Don't gaze upon me,
I have a gun.
I won't hesitate,
I'll do it for fun."
I'm stuck in the corner,
I have to get out.
As they come in closer,
I can't even shout.
And in an instant,
I pull out my gun.
I fire one shot,
Still nowhere to run.
I notice one down,
He's actually dead.
What have I done?
A bullet through the head.
Later I hear sirens,
And get a bit paranoid.
Society's out there,
I have them to avoid.
They're out to get me,
No matter where I go.
I know they'll get me,
I must lie low.
I'm stuck in a hole,
Beside the train tracks.
Nowhere to run,
No way to fight back.
I put out my head,
To have a quick look.
Here comes a train,
And off my head it took.