Lyrics: Robert Edward McCracken/Jeph Howard/Dan Whitesides/Joey Bradford/John Feldmann/Jason Aalon Butler
Music: Robert Edward McCracken/Jeph Howard/Dan Whitesides/Joey Bradford/John Feldmann/Jason Aalon Butler
It felt so heavy in my hands
Looking scary through your window
It wasn't really what I planned
I didn't think it'd be so simple
Blow me away
You wanna blow me away
Away, away
What if you found a gun
Would you use it like I did
Put a ****** in my head
I don't think you could
No, it isn't in your blood
The little boy inside my head
What if you found a gun
Look what I did, I made a mess
Blood on my hands is sentimental
Could be that I was just depressed
It's never ever gonna end, no
Blow me away
You wanna blow me away
Away, away
What if you found a gun
Would you use it like I did
Put a ****** in my head
I don't think you could
No it isn't in your blood
The little boy inside my head
What if you found a gun
Imagine if you found it, yeah
Imagine if you found it
Like, wonder what that would sound like
I wanna hear that blow my mind
Into my hands
Oh, I wanna hear that blow my mind
What if you found a gun
Would you use it like I did
Put a ****** in my head
I don't think you could
No it isn't in your blood
The little boy inside my head
What if you found a gun
See, I am the reason for
All the things that you do
See, I am the reason that
There is a killer in you
See I am the reason that
You do what you do
**** all of the reasons that
There's a killer in you
****, the killer in you
****, the killer in you