Loaded Gun

(Loaded gun)
(Loaded gun)
(Loaded gun)
(Load)

And he was so in his head
Next morning in a hospital bed
Enough is enough
But yea, so what
So what

Probably maintain my stress
Broken tools that might end
With a gory nasty night
Ghost that took the fight
Never ended right on spot
Told him I'm alright, alright

Loaded gun
Cops he's the one
He took me out of the life where I tried
To knife him down, to the ground
Told me I wasn't good, never understood
But he shot me as if it is the night, with
With all of his despite, yea I'm alright
Yea I'm alright

Holding this grudge
As if I was the one
But feelings in the dark
All in the shock
Losing the battle
He won, but I lost
But it's alright
Didn't the loser feel all his might

He was in his head, yea yea
Rode his bicycle down the street
Like if he rode off from a scene
Didn't he just wanna flee
Left in the blood that spreads
And that's what I dread

Finally peace in a state where
I'm all awake but left
Did to a great make, to a form
To a person closing the door
Now all alone on this day

I was doing my best
And It's what I stressed
In my head, in his head
We didn't focus too hard
In the dark, fucked in the city
Where he hid with me
But didn't we just wanna be
Happy for what we believe
For what he believed, for what I believed
For whatever we believed

(And it's what for I believe)