I'm paid to build what can take life away
Molded from lead and then shipped the next day
Placed in a gun and you're well on your way
I help kill indirectly
Ruin a perfect family
And still keep the blood off of me
I can criple and paralyze
People with normal lives
Governments fighting wars
Pay me in advance for more
Bullets--they're needed
To keep life from breathing
'Cause one tiny bullet goes straight through your soul
I remind myself daily with bullets I mold
One fatal moment is eternity sold
I remind myself daily with bullets I mold
Nothing kills conscience like this
I start a cycle that takes life away
Packaged like presents, then put on display
Bought by consumers to kill off their prey
I help kill indiscreetly
Erasing a life's memory
And still keep the blood off of me
I can just tell myself every night
This is my plot in life
Business has no reprimand
Life is a song and dance
Bullets--they're needed
To keep life from breathing
(Keep them dying)