Here I am
Staring down the barrel again
But you won't pull the trigger
You stand there and wait
as patient as a coiled up snake
waiting to bite me
with your exposed fangs
and I'm still here waiting
What are you waiting for
You're going to feed us more
Poison
your poison
trickles inside of me
Poison
your poison
spreads inside of me
If we run away
you'll find us anyway
There is no foreseeable escape
There is no other way
than to look you straight into the eye
and dodge your barrel
The gun is pointed at me
I feel this pressure to be
This hero
Your hero
But nobody listens
they just walk away
What are you waiting for
You're going to feed us more
Poison
your poison
trickles inside of me
Poison
your poison
spreads inside of me
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