I guess it's a matter of sensation
But somehow you have a way of avoiding it all
I have shot you and stabbed you through your heart
The ricochet is the second part
'Cause you can't hide what you intend
There's no way to stop and the more I try to hurt you
It seems like a character mutation
Though I have all the means of bringing you fuckers down
Somehow forgiveness lets the evil make the laws
No you can't hide what you intend
Once we've become the thing we dread
There's no way to stop and the more I try to hurt you