Tekster: Distillers. Sing Sing Death House. Bullet And The Bullseye.

I am the bullet and youre the bullseye
WHen i hit theres nothing left

Ive been living in a boundryless land
I was blind but now ive got my sight back
You suffer insidiously i fucking hate you
Stay the fuck away from me

Youre a thief a liar and a cheat too
Aint no mystery to unlocking you
You think im a sucker youre fucking sick