| Crosshairs Will Shift |
|---|
| I’d pulled every nail from the coffin |
| To build a new bridge to you |
| Enemy |
| I stand feet from myself |
| Observing my carefully planned attack |
| Giving in |
| My strength will reside |
| In how little you know of me |
| Time is up |
| Now, hold still |
| Crosshairs will shift |
| Crosshairs will shift |
| When I see what’s mine |
| We take what we need until we leave |
| False sense of sincerity |
| Brings me closer to livin' the dream |
| False sense of sincerity |
| Scalp any one that threatens my keep |
| A trustworthy man now a petty thief |
| Fuck |
