Better tell me something good, you better say it to me sweet 'Cause' I took a hit but this nervous twitch is killing me Every wall is caving in, respiration growing slow Self medicate and then operate on where to go I've dealt with my life, I've stuck to my guns I've got bullets for the masses, itchy fingers are trigger happy I've dealt with my life, I've stuck to my guns 45's are still in fashion, hide behind bulletproof glass, oh Radio someone to keep me silent Radio my soul (My soul, my soul) Radio someone to stop the violence Before I let go Every wall is caving in, respiration growing slow Self medicate and then operate on where to go I've got fire in the eyes, cold steel against the hand Surprise, I might as well admit my plans I've dealt with my life, I've stuck to my guns I've got bullets for the masses, itchy fingers are trigger happy I've dealt with my life, I've stuck to my guns 45's are still in fashion, hide behind bulletproof glass, oh Radio someone to keep me silent Radio my soul (My soul, my soul) Radio someone to stop the violence Before I let go Run for cover, 45's are still in fashion Run for cover, itchy fingers are trigger happy Run for cover, 45's are still in fashion Run for cover, itchy fingers are trigger happy I've got this under control, but itchy fingers are trigger happy I'm not happy Radio someone to keep me silent Radio my soul (My soul, my soul) Radio someone to stop the violence Before I let go Run for cover, 45's are still in fashion Run for cover, itchy fingers are trigger happy