Bag

I have a gun in my bag
I have a gun in my bag
And it's loaded
Loaded gun in my bag
There's no cause for alarm
No harm has ever been had
From a white boy
With a loaded gun
In his bag

There is a bag in my car
There is a bag in my car
And it's moving
Moving bag in my car
I don't know what it is
Or how I got this far
With a big, black
Wriggling bag
In my car

Are you listening
Is this what it takes
To make you pay
Attention
'Cus I've been here all night
And I don't hear a thing
But I thought that you should know

I found a bomb on my chest
I found a bomb on my chest
And it's ticking
Ticking bomb on my chest
I am running out of answers
So I think it's for the best
That it's me
Who found the bomb
On my chest

Did that do the trick
'Cus I feel pretty sick
Getting through to you
Just like Willy said
To thine own self be true
Told by a fool

There is a hole in the wall
There is a hole in the wall
And I'm screaming
Don't shoot the messenger
Was the martyr's final call
Through the hole
In the wall

Can you hear me now
I am getting worse
I was born beneath the light switch
And I don't know how it works
No one tried to help me
'Til I put 'em in a hearse
But I'm the bad guy

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