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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 bullseye