trigger happy

tear us apart

limb to shred

then ask me why

the floor is red,

you know by now

whose side I’m on

still many times

you prove me wrong,

ten paces pal

then turn around

you’re trigger happy

I know by now,

and turn that smile

into a bullet

now put em up

you beat me to it,

before you frown

I hear the sound

two paces left

I’m underground