Trigger

a pull of the trigger and i could bring about his end
no more than a squeeze of the trigger and i could release him
i can see the fear on his face
it tears him apart

he puts on a mask to hide his pain
but i can see right through it
some would call him a coward
but i only see a man
i only see a man

with a pull of the trigger i could free him
i see his pain painted across his face
he isnt a soldier
yet he aims his gun all the same
and kills a man he never knew
and even if noone else knows it
he kills part of himself too

he puts on his mask to hide his pain
but i can see right through it
some would call him a coward
but i only see a man
i only see a man

with a pull of the trigger i could end him
i could end the man he was never meant to be
i see the pain deep in his eyes
he was never meant to be a soldier
he is only a man
yet what is he now
an empty shell of who he once was

he puts on a mask to hide his pain
but i can see right through it
some would call him coward
but i only see a man
i only see a man

and his soul has been shattered by this nightmare
how can he go on like this
how can he go on when everything he was is buried on that battlefield
he stares into the mirror and sees me
the man he used to be
and he pulls his trigger one last time
to put an end to a monster
some would call him a coward
but i only see a man
i am only a man