Stick Up Kid

You have a handicap

It's an extension of

That you use instead of exposing your feelings

You're staring at me through crosshair eyes

You're staring at me through crosshair eyes

Your thoughts are powerless

To the death that you hold

In the palm of your hand

It's your false sense of security

I can control everything

I will give you your life

I can take it away

I will pass my judgement

But who will protect me

If I don't chose your way?

I put this gun in your hand

I put this gun in your

I put this gun in your hand

I put this gun in your

In your

You should do the right thing and turn

This gun on yourself and your health

Protect your blood

For the sake of society and do us all a favor

I dare you

I dare you

I dare you

To put my bullet