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Dress like a sheep, bite like a wolf
Speak to me, make me whole
Eyes burn a vision in my soul
Tie me a knot, sway from the tree
Chase the devil, follow me
Different body appetite
Love will kill
Secret group shaking hands
Face masks, gold medal
Death squad, never ending roam

Year one, to kill or be killed
Damn right, I will never give in
Hands down, If only you'd see
Ain't nobody fucking with me

(It's about you or me)

Hindsight it looks so easy
I only hang with the best so start pleasing
Mine, keep your hands off
Don't you try to take it all away
Mine, bet you like these don't you
Mine, so keep your hands off, you can try
Forever face the fear
Mine, is a poisonous gift

To love is to kill, to have is to lose
You're fucking with me? Well fuck you too
Even in my face you can't face the truth
I'm reflecting a bitter world in view
Refused, sooner or later

Last shot to the heart, sooner or later
Whenever you hate me I wanna know
Blown back to your harm
Someone will make me deceive you from safety
You'll never know
Gimme a spark whenever you save me
Out of the aching, I wanna know
Last shot through the heart, sooner or later
I'm sorry to say this, I hate you all

I’m bruised, fucking bruised
Bruised, that's how I defeat the pain
Bruised, fucking bruised

Last shot to the heart, sooner or later
Whenever you hate me, I wanna know
Last shot through the heart, sooner or later
I'm sorry to say this, I hate you all