I was sitting in the bathroom And I was drinking a cup of coffee And I was thinking to myself Who is the only one I can think to What if there are creatures on another planet And they have a machine that tracks my thought waves Following each twist and turn leading them to the ones I love? My parents old lovers friends co-workers maybe my brother Matthew On each of them these beasts place a minute bug A bug that eats slowly away at their minds their souls And makes them hate me What if they did that? Thats only one of the many ways they could be causing me pain These dark animals these hellborn psycho laughing things So I thought to myself who is the only one I can think to What possible way is there for me to defend myself? And at that precise moment it appeared before me Hovering An indestructible gun A gun composed of rayon and mercury A bubble gum wrapper A bit of flesh from my right forearm An organic culmination of cosmology and the other sciences With it I could strike down any evil creature who took to conspire against me And when their dark forces possessed the ones I loved I would destroy them coldly With a pull Of The Trigger