I believe in the thrill of the hunt
My venes4re infected by the smell of my gun
To sweat to swallow to kill to strike
Is my therapy to protect my rights
I4ll be with you don4t have a choice
I watch you sleeping hear your voice
Your raging against my mind
But I4m the knot in your lifeline
This is not a lovesong
Call me facist spoil my ground
I4m the first and last to be around
I kiss your lips for...
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