Triggerdance Songtext
von Sic Mynded

Smell the pain of gunpowder
Embrace the heat of empty shells
Put bullets in their fucking heads and
Smoke them or they will smoke you dead

A long-forgotten dream casted away
Honesty′s traded in for a dark obsession
A fabricated joy has lost its purity
So vain the self-proclaimed deity

Keep it keep it coming

Ten thousand songs in a gloomy night
Echoes of lost hope on the wrong path
Stood a man broken, defeated by greed
Ten thousand needles pierce heart


Keep it keep it coming
Keep it keep it coming-there's blood on the dance floor

Ten thousand gunshots on one ride
Streetwise politics of turfs and drugs
Power struggle of a lost child
Ten million dollars ten million dumb fucks
Sing to the rotten tragedy
More lives crumble and fall
Bloodshed in a peaceful harmony
Pull the trigger, end it all

Keep it keep it coming
Keep it keep it coming-there′s blood on the dance floor
Triggerdance keeps it coming
Keep it keep it coming-triggerdance
On the street
On the street