Ran around with no sense of order
When I found myself alone
All alone with my fears
Fears that follow me around
I couldn't help but I felt so empty
I had to fill me up with something
I found this gun I don't know where
Pulled the trigger and my head was wet

No more pressure
No more pain
No more fear
I can't take no more

Shot myself with a plastic gun

Me myself and I used to be friends
Now myself has disapeared
What's the deal and what went wrong
Was it me who was too strong
Is myself really gone for good
Or am I too proud to see him dead
Am I caught inside myself
Plastic gun please free my head