Patriot Games
I go where I'm sent, twisted and bent
These facts, I relate to now
I'll live by the sword, serving my time
Bloodstained and deadly now
Now, there are things yet to be done
To shoot the monkey off your back
I'll let you die like this
And kill you one more time
And as my target's blown away
Another's lurking in the shades
I can't believe this shit
I'll kill it one more time (time, time)
I'm armed, but I'm dead
You're broken, she said
It's all I recall for now
Hospital bed, faces go by
And eyes closed, forever now
Now, there are things yet to be done
To shoot the monkey off your back
I'll let you die like this
And kill you one more time
And as my target's blown away
Another's lurking in the shades
I can't believe this shit
I'll kill it one more time
Now, there are things yet to be done
To shoot the monkey off your back
I'll let you die like this
And kill you one more time
And as my target's blown away
Another's lurking in the shades
I can't believe this shit
I'll kill it one more time
Wondering what's fake and what is real
The day still breaks, it's grey and dim outside
Searching for a kick, that takes me high
And throws the sparks around the fire
These facts, I relate to now
I'll live by the sword, serving my time
Bloodstained and deadly now
Now, there are things yet to be done
To shoot the monkey off your back
I'll let you die like this
And kill you one more time
And as my target's blown away
Another's lurking in the shades
I can't believe this shit
I'll kill it one more time (time, time)
I'm armed, but I'm dead
You're broken, she said
It's all I recall for now
Hospital bed, faces go by
And eyes closed, forever now
Now, there are things yet to be done
To shoot the monkey off your back
I'll let you die like this
And kill you one more time
And as my target's blown away
Another's lurking in the shades
I can't believe this shit
I'll kill it one more time
Now, there are things yet to be done
To shoot the monkey off your back
I'll let you die like this
And kill you one more time
And as my target's blown away
Another's lurking in the shades
I can't believe this shit
I'll kill it one more time
Wondering what's fake and what is real
The day still breaks, it's grey and dim outside
Searching for a kick, that takes me high
And throws the sparks around the fire
Credits
Writer(s): Ole Vistnes, Anders Hoeyvik Hidle, Oesten Bergoey
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