Tuesday, May 29, 2012

Lyrics - Sing Sing Death House Album - Bullet And The Bulleye


1, 2, 3!

I am the bullet
And you’re the bullseye!
When I hit
There’s nothing left!
I am the bullet
And you’re the bullseye!
When I hit
There’s nothing left!

I’ve been living in a boundryless 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
And you’re the bullseye!
When I hit
There’s nothing left!
I am the bullet
And you’re the bullseye!
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, you’re fucking sick
The only thing I suck is my man's dick

I am the bullet
And you’re the bullseye!
When I hit
There’s nothing left!
I am the bullet
And you’re the bullseye!
When I hit
There’s nothing left!