I'm paid to build what can take life away   Molded from lead and then shipped the next day   Placed in a gun and you're well on your way   I help kill indirectly   Ruin a perfect family   And still keep the blood off of me   I can criple and paralyze   People with normal lives   Governments fighting wars   Pay me in advance for more   Bullets--they're needed   To keep life from breathing      'Cause one tiny bullet goes straight through your soul   I remind myself daily with bullets I mold   One fatal moment is eternity sold   I remind myself daily with bullets I mold   Nothing kills conscience like this      I start a cycle that takes life away   Packaged like presents, then put on display   Bought by consumers to kill off their prey   I help kill indiscreetly   Erasing a life's memory   And still keep the blood off of me   I can just tell myself every night   This is my plot in life   Business has no reprimand   Life is a song and dance   Bullets--they're needed   To keep life from breathing      (Keep them dying)