The Triangle Lyrics - T.s.o.l.

We met two men from other sides, on a walk down by the river side 

Trigger finger itching to see some action, he would tell me what I'd need to know 

On a mission sent by the high command, proceed with caution this man's dangerous 

Double agent works for the other side, get what you can then terminate his life 

Reached for his lugger but I drew mine first 

You're a better man than I were his last words 

You're a better man than I were his last words 

You're a better man than I were his last words 

Was I really? 

I thought about it on my way home, dingy room in a rundown hotel 

Thought about who I really was, where I am from, where I'm heading to 

It never really bothered me this way, I guess I got the secret agent blues 

All this killing's really got me down, I got the secret agent blues 

I give in just can't stand it no more, I resign 

Here's my badge and gun 

But you can't quit like that with us, you're a traitor and must be disposed of 

They've reached for their weapons but I drew mine first 

Others will come for you were their last words 

Others will come for you were their last words 

Others will come for you were their last words 

I will be waiting 

I'm hit up once or twice a week, always different places and faces 

Getting so tired I can't even sleep, will they ever come for me again 

So tired of all this running around, getting edgy playing hide and seek 

Can't take it got to get away but there's no way out but death