Bullet & The Bullseye

(album: Sing Sing Death House - 2002)

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I am the bullet and you are the bullseye
And when I hit, there's nothing left
I am the bullet and you are the bullseye
and when I hit, there's nothing left

I've been living in a boundaryless land
I was blind but now I've got my sight back
You suffer insidiously I fucking hate you
Stay the fuck away from me

I am the bullet, you are the bullseye
And when I hit, there's nothing left
I am the bullet, you are the bullseye
And when I hit, when I hit there's nothing left

You're a thief, a liar, and a cheat too
Ain't no mystery to unlocking you
You think I'm a sucker, oh you're fucking sick
The only thing I suck is my man's dick

I am the bullet, you are the bullseye
And when I hit, there's nothing left
I am the bullet, you are the bullseye
And when I hit, when I hit there's nothing left