ARCHER

I SHOULD'VE KNOWN
I COULD'VE RUN
DANGER FAR FROM MY MIND
ARCHER HIS NAME, HOW FITTING
HIS ARROW PIERCED MY HEART
I'M CAPTURED WILLINGLY
HOW IRONIC HE HUNTS FOR SPORT
HEARTS LIKE TROPHIES ON THE WALL
MINE AND UNKNOWN COUNTLESS OTHERS
DOES HE DELIGHT IN THE KILL
OR JUST THE TORTURE OF THE HUNT
HOW DO I ESCAPE EMOTIONAL SHACKLES
I BUILT MY OWN CAGE
TRAPPED BY A FOOLISH HEART
PAINTED THE BULLSEYE ON MYSELF
NOW INDIFFERENCE AND PITY MOCK ME
A LIFE LESSON HE TELLS ME
WHAT LESSON IN SUFFERING AND TORMENT
BETTER A QUICK PAINLESS KILL
NO RELEASE FOR ME TRAPPED IN MISERY STILL