Red Dot
Hate and distaste coming at you like shots to the head
Guess I'll take another drink before this shot hits my head
They say you only live once but I feel like I've used all my nine lives
Feeling less than fine most of the time
Trying to stay ahead really got me trailing behind
I keep shooting my shot but all I do is build another brick house that is a poor investment
The house has no walls so I use my own
They are tall enough so I never let anyone in
Not even for help
But, I constantly scream help unconsciously
At the same time I need my space so leave me be
Crowds are so draining
Just ahead I see my dreams but I can't move forward long enough to stop looking behind
I think they are shooting a movie and I don't want to get left behind
I know there is a halo waiting for me but sometimes I just want to steal it
I just remembered
I'm not ready to die
Please don't shoot
p.s. there is more to life than money, sex, and power...
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