Trigger Man
I stand in the shadows with my guns in my hands
Smoke from the barrow's I have just killed another man.
The blood flow's like a river from the hole in his head.
No dough about it this man is dead.
Ask me how I fell as I turn and walk away?
I cannot seem to care is my answer today.
Now with demons in my head make me wish That I were dead
So take away my gun's before I put them to my head
But yet I go on for what I do not know
The devil has the deed to my soul
And I know that he will never let go
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