Trigger

Ohhhhh..

All I have

And all I am

Is burned to the ground

With my own hands

I let you come around

And make your mess

My hands on the the trigger

Were back here again

Half myself

Half undone

Years rundown

On the run

I feel I'm sinking down

Every step

my hands on the trigger

taste on my breath

Ohhhhh...

Same old rage outs

Ohhh now

Ohhh crowd

Cut throat times out

Ohhh now

Took whats left

And I gave in

I fell for the trigger

and laid in my bed

Ohhhhh...

My hands on the trigger)

Ohhhhh..