Clipped

He held the gun against my head

Convincing me I'd soon be dead 

A life of trouble flashed before my eyes

My body tensed and filled with fear 

My captor made it crystal clear 

He saw me as a demon in disguise 

I'm no angel and never was 

I bent the rules breaking some laws

The time has come at Last to pay the price

His trigger finger starts to twitch 

He growls while scratching at an itch

It's time to take my last throw of the dice 

I ask him for a final smoke

He laughs as if I cracked a joke 

Then slightly turns when reaching for a light 

The psycho hell bent on a kill 

Who's holding me against my will

Was daft enough to take the bait and bite 

The struggle it was hit and miss

A sucker punch and Glasgow kiss 

Enough to shake the weapon from his grip

The shoe now on the other foot 

I didn't hesitate to shoot 

Excitedly I emptied the whole clip