Matthew Good Band - Raygun

Shoot me with your raygun
Full of holes so the day light can get to what's dark
I remain trapped inside your body
The vice above your head
The hole inside your heart
Shoot me with your raygun
Full of night and daylight savings
Armour me with futile aspirations
The knives of many nations
A shovel and some dirt

Digging down you'll find you're old inside
Shoot me with your raygun
Full of holes of indignation
We've never been there before

Take me with you
To the place where everything is unsaid
I remain trapped inside my body