Bullet Lyrics - Singles - Injected

You're coming home to an empty space 

Inside of you there's no other place 

You're wondering hard what you're here for 

But every night you still walk out that door 

You're just a screwed up kid, who doesn't know who he is 

Fights the words in his head, screams he's better off dead 

Met a punk with a dis, wants a fight and now you're pissed 

It's already too late, sawed off your hate 

Why did you sell your soul for? 

Was it a gun and a bullet and a chance at revenge? 

You got props from your boys on the block 

A cross to bear that never ends 

Why did you sink so low for? 

Was it the time and the space and the spit in your face? 

Props from the cops and the court 

A sin you can't erase 

He caught you looking his way 

Hands in the air, what the hell'd you say? 

I did know something sad but true 

That mother was as scared as you 

You're just a screwed up kid, who doesn't know who he is 

Fights the words in his head, screams he's better off dead 

Met a punk like you, what the you gonna do? 

But point the piece at his eyes, you never realized 

Why did you sell your soul for? 

Was it a gun and a bullet and a chance at revenge? 

You got props from your boys on the block 

A cross to bear that never ends 

Why did you sink so low for? 

Was it the time and the space and the spit in your face? 

Props from the cops and the court 

A sin you can't erase 

Sell it with a pistol in the sack 

They push you so hard, gonna push right back 

Sell it, don't put up a fight 

Your life has just started but it all ends tonight 

You're just a screwed up kid, who doesn't know who he is 

Fights the words in his head, screams he's better off dead 

Met a punk like you, what the you gonna do? 

But point the piece at his eyes, you never realized 

Why did you sell your soul for? 

Was it a gun and a bullet and a chance at revenge? 

You got props from your boys on the block 

A cross to bear that never ends 

Why did you sink so low for? 

Was it the time and the space and the spit in your face? 

Props from the cops and the court 

A sin you can't erase