Bunnyboy

I know a kid with a gun
He likes to shoot it for fun
Hitting stop signs, he's cross-eyed from ricochet crossfire
It blinded him young

Sit alone and watch passing cars
Sometimes I watch shooting stars
But there's less from pollution with no resolution
From my institution, the windows are barred

Help me find a way
Help me find a way

Mom likes to yell at the TV (what are you watching?)
Like it's 'Requiem for a Dream'
I left my keys on the nightstand (fuck it up)
Someone was in this apartment

Bunny boy talked to the neighbors
No, nobody doing me favors
I'm my best (worst friend)

I know a kid with a gun
He likes to shoot it for fun
Hitting stop signs, he's cross-eyed from ricochet crossfire
It blinded him young

Help me find a way
Stop signs, he's cross-eyed from ricochet crossfire
It blinded him young
Help me find a way