Can't be too hard to pulverize.
Hair in my eyes, slow to arise.
Won't find me, I apologize.
Camouflage on.
Sorry, sucker.
Last man left is left alive.
You're in the fire of a fight.
High end, all right.
Shinin' in infrared light,
You're in my telescopic sight.
High end, all right.
Built up an army of Julys.
Sense of surprise said its goodbyes
Take what I have and improvise.
There and I'm gone.
Sorry, sucker.
Last man left is left alive.
You're in the fire of a fight.
High end, all right.
Shinin' in infrared light,
You're in my telescopic sight.
High end, all right.
Guess I've been wearing out a poor disguise.
Too many ticks and doubts you recognize.
Honing in on me.
Honing in on me some.