With The Trigger To My Head All This Pressure Wants Me Dead..
Only Way Out Is Biting The Bullet And Tasting The Lead..
My Parents Said I Am Good For Nothing My Grades Reflect It..
Girl Just Dumped Me Said I Was No Good Just What I Expected..
Why Can't I Ever Have Any Fun Amongst All This Pressure..
With All My Parents Standards It's No Wonder I Never Measure..
I Just Can't Handle All This Stress My Life Is Such A Mess..
From A Young Age My Parents Even Told Me How To Dress..
Now I'm Nothing To Them, Except Their One And Only Son..
Now Lets Fix That As I Hold Back The Trigger Of This Gun..

Topic: Are We Alone

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