The Roman king, the Romulus
The precipice, born to change
The final days, the last appraise
Augustus, Nero, taking names
I'm high, then I'm low, low
My time will come, I promise that
Pull the trigger back, back
But in the end, my time will come
Blood, sweat and tears to be the one
Bullet in a gun (hey), gun (hey), gun (hey)
Gun (hey), gun (hey), gun (hey), gun (hey)
Bullet in a gun (bu bu, hey), gun (hey), gun (bu bu, hey)
Gun (hey), gun (bu bu, hey), gun (hey), gun (bu bu, hey)
To make a name, you pay the price
You give your life, no other way
The devil's deal, it comes around
To wear the crown, rise up from the ground
I'm high, then I'm low, low
My time will come, I promise that
Pull the trigger back, back
But in the end, my time will come
Blood, sweat and tears to be the one
Bullet in a gun (hey), gun (hey), gun (hey)
Gun (hey), gun (hey), gun (hey), gun (hey)
Bullet in a gun (bu bu, hey), gun (hey), gun (bu bu, hey)
Gun (hey), gun (bu bu, hey), gun (hey), gun (bu bu, hey)
How many voices go unheard?
How many lessons never learned?
How many artists fear the light
Fear the pain, go insane?
Lose the mind, lose the self
(You only care about fame and wealth)
Sellout, sellout, sellout
But in the end, my time will come
Blood, sweat and tears to be the one
Bullet in a gun (hey), gun (hey), gun (hey)
Gun (hey), gun (hey), gun (hey), gun (hey)
Bullet in a gun (bu bu, hey), gun (hey), gun (bu bu, hey)
Gun (hey), gun (bu bu, hey), gun (hey), gun (bu bu, hey)