Out For Blood

(альбом: Fake Blood - 2019)

Dead guy in a can
I've past the point of no return
I'll take a lap around the moon
And orbit back to her
I had everything
I built the missiles that kept you safe
I'll take my problems elsewhere and be on my way

Feel my wrath and clear a path, you motherfucker
Clear a path, I'm going home

I have become so cold, so numb
Load up my gun
I'm out for blood
Nightmares come to life
Your past is back to haunt you
I can't feel anything at all
I'm out for blood

The drive-by shooters
The restraining order, the neo-nazi
The worst traffic jam on Earth
And the cops could never stop me
Am I the antihero?
Turned a super villain
A violent crime statistic
One amongst the millions
Pull the prices back to 1965
I'm falling down and by the wayside

How did I become the bad guy?
I did everything they told me to
Kill me or I will kill you

I have become so cold, so numb
Load up my gun
I'm out for blood
I have become so cold, so numb
Load up my gun
I'm out for blood
I'm out for blood
I'm out for blood
I'm out for blood
I'm out