Fight, flight, f-

On my d- for good luck

Melancholy wit my trigger finger

Twitching on despair

You can search for all the fucks I gave

But they're no longer there

Bodies stacking bodies

But these people, they don't care

I dream of every life I stole

But I don't see you there

Your d- was pointed at my face

And mine against your chest

Eyes locked eyes who'd blink first

We'd put it to the test

Being honest if I lost

I think that'd be the best

I've got a body count already

I don't need another mess

But if we could just walk away

And live another day

I hope that we can meet under

sky's that aren't so gray