I answer all questions
end all conversations;
desperately seeking you.

With a little to the mouth
I can cover your words;
I can change what is true.

I'm not benevolent
I don't have a thing to say;
but fear my retort.

I'm not asking
I'm just making the rules;
and fear my last report.

With a little bit,
you can make your own way.
With me,
you can have the final say.
With just one of me,
you know you can savor it;
but I don't play no favorites.

It's the way of the sword
sharp on both ends;
I'm here for the last cry.

It's the way of the gun
on a two-way range;
in the end, everyone dies.

Cheap is the price of life
as far as I'm concerned;
just an ounce of lead.

Expensive is the cost
of the ruin I can bring;
hanging over your head.

With a little bit,
you can make your own way.
With me,
you can have the final say.
With just one of me,
you know you can savor it;
but I don't play no favorites.

Hang tough behind me
a coward at the sight of me;
I bring you high and low.

And act of justice in the right hands
an act of vengence in another;
just another selfless act hate crime death blow.

When all you have is a bullet
everything is a target;
are you ready for the bloodshed?

It's not about the power
but I got the powder;
to clear the thoughts from your head.

With a little bit,
you can make your own way.
With me,
you can have the final say.
With just one of me,
you know you can savor it;
but I don't play no favorites.

05/20/2012