Push you a little harder so you can feel tonight. And the hurt from your whisper changes the way you think your life’s alright. Stay awake. Just stay. Awake I am a gun. Inside my brain I am no fun. Like bullets to my head again, I am a drug. I am your friend. A small rush in the morning, and then you’re spun. I know it hurts to stay. Go ahead and run. Awake I am a gun. Inside my brain I am no fun. Like bullets to my head again I am a drug. I am always, like a new disease in your veins. Swimming through your veins with a taste of new disease, and through your heart like an open wound, you feel it in your knees. Stay awake. (Away) Awake I am a gun. Inside my brain I am no fun. Like bullets to my head again, I am a drug. I am your friend. Again, again, again in side your head
