I gotta get me a gun Guns make everything right The right is all we have left The left is turning us red I tear out all of my walls Walls can hold hidden wires Wires that tap all my thoughts Thoughts that tell me there is Danger, dangerous life, dangerous life People are made of stares Stairs that I cannot climb I climb back into my hole The whole world's losing their mind I can't be seen on the street How did you find out my name? I gotta get me a gun Guns protect me from the Danger, dangerous life, dangerous life I lead a dangerous life