Tekster: The Distillers. Bullet and the Bullseye.

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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 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 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