i am the gun
as i am the knife
as i am the noose
around your neck

and i am the blade
and i am the bullet
and i am the ground
to which you tumble

and i am the insecurity
you feel in life
and i am the security
you seek in death

and i am the need
and i am the compulsion
and i am the loneliness
and i am the sorrow

and i am nothing
and that's what you fear

and i am the fear
and that's what you hate

and i am the hatred
and that's why you care

and you care for nothing
and you care for too much
and you feel it slide
and you wait for the change

i am your life
and i feel lost
and i am your thoughts
and i feel confused

fin