So much hate in a waste land Gone rancid, stranded Leaper duel than truce, Knock me off my guard Shattered and scarred
I'm the bullseye Straight up in the fire red sky Flames go off in the distance Holding on, I don't feel so fine Hard blows in the load out Really knocks me off my guard Tears the seal wide open Really pulls at my heart You sank my battle ship I feel the action Up against my chest Right from the get go I doubt my second guess
Cant you see that you deny Hey, hell its your cross to survive Cant you see it too'll be mine Hey, hey hey, hey, I'm the bullseye
Hate hurts the hater A diplomat in disguise Turn color at breakdown Idol hands that compromise All the seal have lashed out The truth is sometimes hard to hide Sunk down at the bottom Taken out by your allies
Cant you see that you deny Hey, hell its your cross to survive Cant you see it too'll be mine Hey, hey hey, hey, I'm the bullseye
Sink back in the post round Idol hands that call for sides Smell scent of infection Amputate or codorize I feel the action Up against my best Right from the get go, get go I doubt my second guess
Cant you see that you deny Hey, hell its your cross to survive Cant you see it too'll be mine Hey, hey hey, hey, I'm the bullseyeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
