Triangle
T.S.O.L. (w/ Jack Grisham) Lyrics

We met two men from other sides, on a walk down by the river side
While walking along the river, we encountered two men from opposing factions.

Trigger finger itching to see some action, he would tell me what I'd need to know
One of the men was eager for conflict and offered to share information with me.

On a mission sent by the high command, proceed with caution this man's dangerous
I was on a mission from my superiors and warned to be careful because one of the men was considered dangerous.

Double agent works for the other side, get what you can then terminate his life
The dangerous man was actually a double agent working for the enemy, and I was instructed to gather information from him before killing him.

Reached for his lugger but I drew mine first
When the double agent went for his gun, I acted faster and drew mine first.

You're a better man than I were his last words
The dying double agent acknowledged my superiority in the situation.

Was I really?
I began to question whether or not my actions made me a better man.

I thought about it on my way home, dingy room in a rundown hotel
As I retreated to a depressing hotel room, I pondered my recent experiences.

Thought about who I really was, where I am from, where I'm heading to
I reflected on my identity, background, and future goals.

It never really bothered me this way, I guess I got the secret agent blues
I had never felt this level of inner turmoil before, which I attributed to the emotional strain of being a secret agent.

All this killing's really got me down, I got the secret agent blues
The constant violence and death associated with my job was taking a toll on my mental health.

I give in just can't stand it no more, I resign
Finally unable to bear the stress any longer, I made the decision to quit my job.

Here's my badge and gun
I symbolically surrendered my power and authority as a secret agent.

But you can't quit like that with us, you're a traitor and must be disposed of
My superiors saw my resignation as a betrayal and threatened to kill me.

They've reached for their weapons but I drew mine first
When my former colleagues tried to harm me, I once again acted quickly and pulled out my gun first.

Others will come for you were their last words
Before I killed them, they warned me that more would follow in their attempt to eliminate me.

I will be waiting
Despite the danger, I resolved to face the coming threat head-on.

I'm hit up once or twice a week, always different places and faces
As expected, my former colleagues continued to pursue me, making my life a constant cycle of danger and uncertainty.

Getting so tired I can't even sleep, will they ever come for me again
The constant fear and stress had taken a physical and emotional toll on me, leaving me unable to rest or relax.

So tired of all this running around, getting edgy playing hide and seek
The constant evasion and subterfuge had worn me down, leaving me anxious and paranoid.

Can't take it got to get away but there's no way out but death
I had had enough and desperately wanted to escape, but I knew that death was the only way to truly end the cycle of violence and danger surrounding me.