Lyrics
Verse 1 I'm a loose cannon, a mage-bound threat Target's in my sights, I don't need a cigarette Cigar's still burning, smoke curls up so slow Trigger's silk beneath my grip—baby, you should know Verse 2 Chandeliers are shining, marble floor's still warm Another job well done, silencer in good form Only thing that's keeping me up half the night Is the subsonic crack and the recoil spring's bite Chorus I love it, love it, love the way it feels The weight, the aim, the moment when it's real No need to justify, no need to explain I love it more than any gun, more than the fame Verse 3 Some men beg for mercy, some men kneel and stare I just need a clean shot and a suit that's tailored right Sleep like a baby, wake up to tighten that snare Nothing rattles a gal that never loses her sight Chorus I love it, love it, love the way it feels The weight, the aim, the moment when it's real No need to justify, no need to explain I love it more than any gun, more than the fame Bridge No need for a confessor when you have a suppressor Just the smoke, the silence, the perfectly timed shot I'm not asking to be absolved I'm just thinking about the grouping at a hundred yards or more Outro I love it, love it, that's the honest truth No apology coming, no confession booth Just the aim, the calm, the kill done right And the glow of my cigar might be too bright