Fathers Gun - Dystopia

Got a gun

Its a real one

Should be fun

My fathers gun

A new feeling

Load bullets one by one

Cold steel in my hand

Click click.

try me

I visit it every day

Time passes but i can’t stay away

Im lonely

I have no one

Its just me and my gun

Got my gun

A revolution

Against me

My worst enemy

I dont have no one

I dont want no one

And i show no love

To anyone on the other side of the gun

What have i become

A threat to me and the ones i love

Stare at the mirror and spit on my reflection

Tears stain my bed

I write a letter to my mom and dad

Telling them their son has failed them once again

Gun in my mouth

I pull he trigger

And my brains come out

The same story

A dead son

A fathers gun