Sunset Gun (303 Edit)

from the moment I woke,
 in receipt of a blackmail note,
 and all of these curious eyes,
 a new disease of the last seen eyes,
 a live christ in the city,
 I got my black-eyed mind,
 I'm gonna poison up the wrong way round,
 like a bad design.
 It's in the way that I'm cold,
 left dealing with a famished soul,
 I won't give you the time,
 it's greed sparked in a goldmine,
 I can't view your condition,
 it's as failed as they come,
 great failures are forced into our famished eyes
 with a gun.
 It's in the way that I'm cold,
 left dealing with a famished soul,
 it's all as fake as they come,
 burn my eyes like a sunset gun.
 Your point of collapse-
 my mark of indifference,
 its all as fake as they come,
 burn my eyes like a sunset gun,
 it's not like you care,
 even at my insistence,
 its all as fake as they come-
 burn my eyes like a sunset gun.
 I won't give you the time,
 it's grief sparked in a goldmine,
 its in the way that i'm cold,
 left dealing with a famished soul,
 its all as fake as they come,
 burn my eyes like a sunset gun.