Drunk on fears and past tense love Is this what Ive been dreaming of Eyes that will not give me rest From the things I cannot hide
Ive got my finger on the trigger Ive got my finger on the trigger
Fragile hands that hold me up What have my nightmares become A guilty conscience has no shame
Ive got my finger on the trigger Ive got my finger on the trigger Ive got my finger on the trigger
Walking on the fault lines The shaking of our waking life Keeping distance from the rest Of those who know themselves the best
Ive got my finger on the trigger Ive got my finger on the trigger Ive got my finger on the trigger Ive got my finger on the trigger