Cool on the Trigger (Andrew Skuza)
Laughter is a line of defense that I employ
Showing my teeth isn’t a sign of aggression
I just like to smile
Pushing, shoving, fork tongue lashing, target of stones
Shoulders wide I take it in stride
Move a step back while my hand is
Cool on the trigger
My itch got scratched long ago
But I’m loaded and ready to use
Cool on the trigger
I’ve found is the way to go
But I’m loaded and pointing at you, pointing at you
Battle veterans teach us we should choose them wisely
Honour doesn’t lie in facing off with every
Two bit crossing Joe
Trouble looking was a game I played in my youth
Now I like to relax
But old versions of myself keep my hand
Cool on the trigger
My itch got scratched long ago
But I’m loaded and ready to use
Cool on the trigger
I’ve found is the way to go
But I’m loaded and pointing at you, pointing at you
Blood of a reptile
Runs through my index
But I bask in the sunshine
So I’m ready to flex
The steel to my finger
Is magnetic it seems
They just come together
Shattering dreams
Best way to stay cool is to keep ‘em on ice
With no worries you just get to chill out your life
That’s just my advice
Nose is parallel to the ground for a reason
Under the radar I fly
But my senses force my hand to stay
Cool on the trigger
My itch got scratched long ago
But I’m loaded and ready to use
Cool on the trigger
I’ve found is the way to go
But I’m loaded and pointing at you, pointing at you
