High, higher than the sun
You shoot me from a gun
I need you to execute a faggot here,
At the corner of your shotgun grip
At the orbit of your scope
Eclipse, you, execute my soul

I've lost all self-control
Been living like a mole
Now going down, execution
I and I in the sky
You make me feel like I can die
So die, execution

A star lit up like a cigar
Strung out like a guitar
Maybe you could educate my mind
Explain all these faggots
I can't sing but I've got shotgun
The goal is execution

A mole, living in a hole
Digging up my soul
Going down, execution
I and I in the sky
You make me feel like I can die
So die, execution

Guns, lift me up out of these blues
Won't you tell me something true
I believe in you

A mole, living in a hole
Digging up my soul
Going down, execution
I and I in the sky
You make me feel like I can die
So die, execution
Execution
Execution
Execution
Execution
Execution
Execution