The Hit

The Hit

When the light in town fade down
And the winds of the north subside
You had better hide yourself from my eyes
Don't try to run, I'll get a gun
And I see no reason why I should not fire
'Cause I'm crazed, insane and slightly depraved
So you better not get in the way

There's nothing to say
You had  your chance
I told you to stay away
I'll have lots of fun
Watching your blood run
As your life slips away
A kick in the face
To add a little more pain
No more days
I've put you in your place

2/16/1982
February 10, 2005 @ 12:19 pm | Category:
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