Grave danger, even though I haven't seen it. Also, I just thought that this might be nice if it was an alternate ending to the one we know.
Times ticking by
Have you ever felt trapped? screaming in pain under mounds of dirt?
Have you eve looked towards the ski, hoping they'd come? Counting down tell you break?
Have you ever looked at a gun, close enough to see the blood? Covering it all, including your hand?
Have you ever saw your fate, because you didn't want to die?
That barrol, the cool metal to skin, that desire for relief.
Do you wish, screaming there, six feet under, that after this is done, you wont know it yet?
Your breathing becomes ragged. Your heart screams in agony.
And you know, by your heart, that you died?
Staring down that barrol of your own gun?
Staring at that greenish glow.
Your mind a'drift, slowly with each beat of your heart.
You wish, "Come get me now, I can't hold onany longer"
Tick tock, the air has stopped, that barrols looking mighty
Tick tock my fingers tight, across that single trigger
Saftys off, tick tock, that saftys off, now quickly pull that trigger.
Tick tock, that pain is real, tick, that pain is real, tock.
You've lost your mind, they know that now.
Tick tock time is gone.
That coffins now your grave.