Lyrics

Don't like your type around here, man Do your best with a back-up plan Hit the exit while you still can Stop preaching what you don't believe in See, I heard that you've lost your way Once a predator, now you're the prey I think that's a reason to celebrate It's your fate and there's no escaping So follow me to the deep end Where we search for your freedom Follow me to the deep end I'll give you something to believe in You say you want me well here I am Fully loaded but you're firing blanks You wanna prove that you're the man You never have and you know you can't It's a headshot, headshot, headshot We call that a headshot, headshot, headshot We call that a We call that a headshot Where's the heroes' welcome? Standing ovation for the real ones We don't need no reunion Least of all when we know what your move is Do you really want to know the truth? The only problem we had, it was you It's a promise that we made We'll take this to the grave You say you want me well here I am Fully loaded but you're firing blanks You wanna prove that you're the man You never have and you know you can't It's a headshot, headshot, headshot We call that a headshot, headshot, headshot We call that a You say you want me well here I am Fully loaded but you're firing blanks You wanna prove that you're the man You never have and you know you can't It's a headshot, headshot, headshot We call that a headshot, headshot, headshot We call that a
Writer(s): Christopher James Miller, Josh James Alphonse Franceschi, Max Michael Helyer, Daniel David Flint, Matthew James Barnes Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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