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