Lyrics
The little boy in me that was wild with fright
Nobody came to my rescue when I called out that night
So many times, so many tries so many cries for help in life
But it's too late now
Oh my God
I made a deal with the Devil, now the Devil's in my blood
I'm the bullet, he's the gun
Now the targets on your back, and here I come
I'm the bullet, he's the gun
I made a deal with the Devil, now the Devil's in my blood
I'm the bullet, he's the gun
Now the targets on your back, and you're so fucked
'Cause I'm the bullet, and he's the gun
The struggle is real, it's so real
My conditions critical in life, was I born to suffer till I die?
Darkness consume, it consumes me
Draw the shades and stitch my eyes, watch my sanity unwind
I've been drained of compassion
My fingers up, fuck the masses
Oh my God
I made a deal with the Devil, now the Devil's in my blood
I'm the bullet, he's the gun
Now the targets on your back, and here I come
I'm the bullet, he's the gun
I made a deal with the Devil, now the Devil's in my blood
I'm the bullet, he's the gun
Now the targets on your back, and you're so fucked
'Cause I'm the bullet, and he's the gun
My hands off the wheel, hands off the wheel
Your process is complete destroyed what matters most to me
The burden holds me, holds on to me
I'm just a product of my past, I'm like a book with one last match
I've been drained of compassion
My fingers up, fuck the masses
Oh my God
I made a deal with the Devil, now the Devil's in my blood
I'm the bullet, he's the gun
Now the targets on your back, and here I come
I'm the bullet, he's the gun
I made a deal with the Devil, now the Devil's in my blood
I'm the bullet, he's the gun
Now the targets on your back, and you're so fucked
'Cause I'm the bullet, and he's the gun
I've been drained of compassion
My fingers up fuck the masses
Oh my God
I made a deal with the Devil, now the Devil's in my blood
I'm the bullet, he's the gun
Now the targets on your back, and here I come
I'm the bullet, he's the gun
I made a deal with the Devil, now the Devil's in my blood
I'm the bullet, he's the gun
Now the targets on your back, and you're so fucked
'Cause I'm the bullet, and he's the gun, he's the gun, he's the gun
