Gun To My Head


There is a person holding a gun to my head
they scream, "Give me everything or you're dead."
I cry out for help but no one can hear
No one to save me from this fear
I plead that I have nothing to give
Please, please let me live

There is a person holding a gun to my head
I tremble as I imagine the red
I begin to beg but my voice is a whisper
I just wish the decision would be quicker

There is a person holding a gun to my head
Your time is running out is the only thing said
my response nothing more than eyes dripping dread
The barrel creeps closer and my breath comes in gasps
I know this moment will be my last
I've run out of options, there's nowhere to go
I drop to my knees, my head sunk low

There's a person holding a gun to my head
My life is hanging by a thread
But one last time I plead
because the person holding the gun
is me.

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