Hawkeye - ASG

Set the tourniquet

Bury shots at the firing range

Trading scars

Wreck and return

Casualty outcome but I won’t be one

It’s a hostile retreat and the fangs are out, and it’s coming after me again

It’s an ordinary lie, on an ordinary day

And it’s coming after me again

Lights out we ride

Tearing holes in a sunken sky

Fictional crisis

Choke in the air

Believing in something but it’s just not there