Shot Shot Bam

Don’t let it get to you
How am I supposed to do that
I bet a person won’t have a chance to move
If a bullet is coming right to them
Straight to the heart
Hey, but don’t let it get to you

I know I’m not the first one nor the last
To crave such control
To be the one who chooses if
Your words your eyes your silence
Gets to me
I’ve spent hours on end
Begging the grass not to grow green

And once again the human audacity
To buy the idea we can choose
Who to be
I have learned the hard way I am
no nightmare I am no dream
I have no issues I bear no stream

I have learned the mad way
Nothing’s ever as it seems
As much as I think or scream or be
Turning corners let me see
Or maybe I haven’t learned anything
And all I’m doing is hanging
With the devil in this camaraderie

If nothing’s ever as it seems
And words are never meant to be screamed
And I am only not more than me
How can you allow anything
Who do you think you really are, actually?