Trip Job

Numb for years
With my lack of sleep
Take me home
I am yours to keep
Take your time
When you need to scream
In the end
Numb enough to feel

Will you be there?
When I reach out?

The day will come
Face to face and gun to gun

Tell the tale
That you're calm inside
That you're the trap
When I need to hide
Eye to eye
Act without regret
Count me down
It is time to leave