I have my own ideas about the lyrics, but I will resist editorializing and let you, reader, feel what you will:
Damned eye see
Reading about how it's all falling apart
Am I yours to own
Feed me a biscuit and I will fetch you a bone
When we're out of fuel
With nothing left to lose
And they say it's a matter of fact
But I'm not naive enough
To take it as a matter fact
Is everything they needed
Sure you've been having fun
At my expense
Time is a loaded gun and I'm on the fence
Warm it up enough for me
And I'll be your tool
Paint me like a pedigree
And I'll be your fool
Kill your friend
Sadly I find I'm still alive at the end
Did you taste their pain
Spare me the crime untill it's time to pretend
Feeling out of sort
You pushed me over board
They say it's a matter of fact
But I'm not naive enough
To take it as a matter fact
Is everything they needed
Sure you've been having fun
At my expense
Time is a loaded gun and I'm on the fence
Warm it up enough for me
And I'll be your tool
Paint me like a pedigree
And I'll be your fool
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