Open fire, then it's treason

And I decide to go out swinging

If you shoot, then you can bet

Every single dollar and your last few cents

That I will

Open fire, then it's treason

And I decide to go out swinging

If you shoot, then you can bet

Every single dollar and your last few cents

That I will

Was looking for love and didn't get what I wanted and that turned into hate

A childish act, no wonder I was in those special classes at 8

I have no personal quarrel or racism towards anyone, it's all of my shame

I've broken many hearts before, there wasn't anything to gain

Was hating myself without stopping to think, almost lost a friend I had to pump the brakes

Insulting people, it didn't make sense, throughout the years I made constant mistakes

Some listeners probably stopped in the middle and didn't give the whole project a play

I ain't even blaming them, I'm just saying

Some things you just can't go on record and say

Where do we go from here?

I can feel it in the air

My cold sweat dripping everywhere

I'm all wet

I don't even care as

Where do we go from here?

I can feel it in the air

My cold sweat dripping everywhere

I'm all wet

I don't even care as

Open fire, then it's treason

And I decide to go out swinging

If you shoot, then you can bet

Every single dollar and your last few cents

That I will

Open fire, then it's treason

And I decide to go out swinging

If you shoot, then you can bet

Every single dollar and your last few cents

That I will