Lyrics
Red dots on the radar
I'd find more guts in a graveyard
Pull it, pull it, do us all a favour
Pussy with a platform, it's target practice when we cross paths
Hollow points in the chamber
Fire up the chainsaws
Cut off their limbs
Keep a bullet spare in case I turn into one of them
The devil's activist right under the surface
If I died trying it'd be worth it
Drag these clowns back to the circus
You made your choice
Stole their voice
Pull it out from underneath you
So fucking funny to be so see-through
The butt of the joke and nobody likes you
So I walk through the valley of the shadow of death
Tried to drown me in a sea of the shallowest threats
I've seen the rats scatter right into traps, gather behind our backs
I've seen blood circle the drain again and again
I got a bag full of body parts
I heard the scent attracts the next zombie march
Finish the war you started anticarnist
Those so insecure you influence
Bearing the mark of the ignorant
In one ear and out the other execution style
Backed into a corner (branded ones get slaughtered)
Do red dot sights make you nervous?
Snakes on a screen, fucking shedding purpose
Do red dot sights make you nervous?
You made your choice
Stole their voice
Hide behind clickbait, I know you're a bitch mate
Knife in your spine make you sit straight down
Knife in your spine make you sit straight down
Sit straight down
So I walk through the valley of the shadow of death
I see a coward to my right and his army on my left
I look into your fucking eyes and I see a fully-grown bitch in his bastard habitat
Venom dripping from your mouth better off shut
SOS is stab on sight when they send the shots
Weapons in our hands, point blank headshot
(Oh)
