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His Trigger... |
| Trigger I am his trigger his dynamite his excuse that nothing is right. He hates me, he tells me everyday. Can I keep on loving him? Yes, I can its okay. It's only his mind talking. I am his trigger. His trigger His dynamite His excuse that nothing is right. He wants to kill me, sure it would make him feel better maybe it would make me. His trigger His dynamite I love him anyway it’s not him talking it's his disease. Up down round and round anyway you look at it I am his trigger. His trigger His dynamite His excuse about life. |