Triggered

Triggered


The burn.
The hurt.
The cut and thrust.
Inhumanity.

Do what you do,
say what you say,
to put up with this spree.

CHORUS

War crime baby?
Crime lord maybe.
No neighborhood is safe.

No trigger lock
behind their eyes.
The world has gone insane.

You're put on the edge
of sharp steel rules,
cocked and loaded guns.

CHORUS

They'll chalk a circle
'round you now
not wanting friends to run
expecting to give out benefits
to join in suffering's fun.

The only ones who can escape
defect and decide how
their lives are spent in paying rent
and when to take a bow.

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CHORUS

Put it away
Put it away
Cover up my head
Put it away
Put it away
You're making people dead


-- tim