Perhaps, it’s just the way the light falls
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But everything looks like a target to me
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And I don’t know where the gun is
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But I’m certain that it’s pointed at me
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And in the jungle, wretched jungle
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They say the lion eats tonight
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And all around it is a colliseum
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Dripping with a voracious appetite
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I say hey there, fella
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Whose soul are you tormenting now?
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Hey, there fella
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Whose soul are you tormenting now?
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Hey, there fella
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Whose soul are you tormenting now?
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In the course of all the previous events
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It is evident that something’s bound to happen
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Come on, rear your ugly head to me
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I’ve got nothing to lose but my apathy
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The root of the problem has been isolated
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The root of the problem has been isolated
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The root of the problem has been isolated
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The root of the problem has been isolated
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Come on motherfucker, come on motherfucker
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Come on motherfucker, let’s throw down
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Come on motherfucker, come on motherfucker
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Come on motherfucker, let’s throw down
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Just try me, just try me
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What are you waiting for?
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Come on, motherfucker
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Let’s throw down
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Come on, motherfucker, let’s go
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Just rear your ugly fuckin' head
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I’ll put it on a platter
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Just rear your ugly fuckin' head
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I’ll put it on a platter
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So, come on motherfucker, come on motherfucker
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Come on motherfucker, let’s throw down
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Come on motherfucker, come on motherfucker
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Come on motherfucker, let’s go
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Hey there, hey fella, hey there, hey fella
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Come on motherfucker, come on motherfucker
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Come on motherfucker, let’s throw down
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Come on motherfucker, come on motherfucker
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Come on motherfucker, let’s go
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I’ll make you wish that you’d never been born
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I’ll make you wish that you’d never been born
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I’ll make you wish that you’d never been born
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Come on, motherfucker, let’s go
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Hey there, hey fella, hey there, hey fella |