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Bullet in a Gun by Joe Stevens 2003 I have such disdain for myself Ain’t no way to open this song nicely I could use a few B vitamins The most common deficiency in a rainy city [chorus] I am so hard on myself Never in a hundred years Would I be so hard on anybody else Don’t got a good coat for the rain Too cloudy to watch the planes Ain’t shit else to do on a Monday Ain’t got no money anyway Well, there’s a place I got to be Quarter till, two-thirty or three But I’m gonna sit down in my chair today I’m gonna wait, I’m gonna stay, I’m gonna fade, I’m gonna pray [chorus] I’m so tired of having nothing to say Oh, acting like I don’t exist Sometimes, yeah, I wanna shout, Yeah But it’s a quiet room when you’re judging All the words on the way out, yeah Fuck it, I can’t throw a dart straight But I’m good with my hands And I can’t always speak well But I got a mic and a set of cans I may not think much of myself But I don’t hurt no one I’m like a bullet in a gun I’m like a bullet in a gun I’m at the starting line, it’s racing day I’m like a bullet in a gun I’m so excited, I just can’t wait I’m like a bullet in a gun I got so much heart, I been looking for fun I’m like a bullet in a gun Girl, you look so good to me I’m like a bullet in a gun I’m like a bullet in a gun I won’t stop until you’re done I’m like a bullet in a gun I’m like a bullet in a gun A bullet in a gun A bullet in a gun [chorus]