ZEN HANDGUN
                                               
                                              suck my life on a cigarette
                                              one day older and deeper in debt, like a cliché
                                              i have nothing to say
                                              don't want to play
                                              if you had a gun who would you shoot in the head
                                              who would you fight
                                              a tree falls in summer
                                              but i could not see it
                                              the sound was too much for me
                                              that is, i think, that i believe
                                              killing someone with the edge of a knife
                                              is the only way i can justify my life
                                              a tree falls in summer
                                              and i could not get
                                              blown away
                                              1, 2, 3...
                                              zen handgun
                                              save my life
                                              a tree falls in summer
                                              and i could not see it
                                              the sound was just too much for me
                                              that is, i think, that i believe
                                              killing someone with the edge of a knife
                                              is the only way i can justify my life
                                              a tree falls in summer
                                              but i could not get
                                              blown away
                                              tiny human legs too naked to see
                                              crawling through the city like a centipede
                                              from up above
                                              way high
                                              coming too close and waiting to die
                                              don't run
                                              don't stop
                                              million dollar bills are just waiting to drop
                                              and then
                                              don't hide
                                              and don't be found
                                              it doesn't make a difference
                                              anyway