ғυcĸ тнe ѕyѕтeм ®

Pull the trigger

Pull the trigger

Let me bleed red

Watch me as I sleep

I am dead

You let me sleep tight

You let me cuddle close

With a knife

You even gave me a gun

So easily the trigger is pulled

When done so

You will hear it's deadly roar

It's time for me to go

I wish it didn't end this way

But the sad thing is

My gun was my thought

And my finger was the trigger

You thought I was getting better

But now I lay

In red marking my body

Right beside my bed