Hair Trigger (Pull The Trigger Part 2)

Last time he pulled the trigger, he aimed it at himself,
Surgeons fought and saved him, hatred burns in his chest,
No more self-destruction, an assassin he would be,
Kill for the highest bidder, now he'll never be free.

Hold tight, take aim, shoot kill Hair Trigger.

Contacts signed and settled, a face without a name,
A pawn that's not a player, in this deadly game,
Arrangements made so perfect, no motive for the crime
A silent bullet takes a life, he's running out of time.

He stops and sees a window, reflecting his own face,
Maybe one last victim, he grows weary of the chase,
His victim gets a 'phone call, "Your killer's on his way",
The hunted now the hunter, blows his life away.