Loaded

I'm falling
Lost in my own awareness
Deep down I hope i'm never found
I'm falling
Lost in some voodoo deathtrip a
Nd the conspiracy of sound
It makes me feel like
It makes me shudder to the bone

If you were here
Here amongus
Your soul would shoot off like a gun
I'd kiss you
And hand you your last bullet
And watch you shoot off like a gun.