Bullet In A Gun

I'm high, then I'm low, low

Stop, then I go, go

Bipolar, oh, oh

Yes, then I'm no, no

My time will come, I promise that

Pull the trigger back, back

Bullet in a gun (hey)

But in the end, my time will come

Like a bullet in a gun

Blood, sweat and tears to be the one

Bullet in a gun

Believer

I'm going to say all the words

Inside my head

I'm fired up and tired

Of the way that things have been

Don't you tell me what you think that I could be

I'm the one at the sail

I'm the master of my sea

Wicked Game

Whatever it Takes

Always had a fear of being typical

Looking at my body feeling miserable

Always hanging on to the visual

I want to be invisible

Looking at my years like a martyrdom

Everybody needs to be a part of them

Never be enough, I'm the prodigal son

I was born to run, I was born for this

Losing My Religion

Oh, life, is bigger
It's bigger than you and you are not me
The lengths that I will go to
The distance in your eyes

Hurts So Good

When I was a young boy,

Said put away those young boy ways

Now that I'm gettin' older, so much older

I love all those young boy days.

We're Not Gonna Take It