What's left to do? What's left to say
When I've got a barrel in my mouth?
Just look me in the eye with a smirk
Please just take me out

Lay waste to this body, feed it to vultures
I don't need a grave
The angels will fly over
and see there's nothing to save

Put an end to this charade
My blood won't rain on your parade
Ease the tension and unleash the beast
It's a 6 chamber, 6 bullet, 6 shot release

My life flashes before me
Traveling at demon speed
My blood will fly
And will wash me clean