SILVER BULLET

Well I am so naive
And so full of nicotine
Consuming fluid gold
Which makes my face look old

Oh who is it for
Oh who is it for
There's a liar in here
I'm the kick and the snare

Oh always so obscene
try 'n get high on whatever I see
When false expectations
provide the hardest fall

Oh who is it for
Oh who is it for
There's a liar in here
I'm the kick and the snare