Feelings cold as ice, I never, never think twice
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Hunting down my prey - they die
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Cross my line of death and there's nothing else left
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Any way you choose - you lose
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Architect of pain, deadly is my middle name
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And I'm living proof - crime pays
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I'm a psychopath and I create the aftermath
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That sets the sun forever - on you
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Haven't you figured out it open season?
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I'll track you down and kill you for no apparent reason
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Running like a frightened little rabbit would run
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I won't be satisfied
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Until you're nullified
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Before my eyes
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Intoxicating
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Invigorating
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It's open season on you
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Calling the police and I'm gonna pull my piece
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Your heart's gonna cease - to beat
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Just look in my eye, black as pitch to horrify
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You can scream and cry - goodbye
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It may never last and I blame it on the past
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Being told to kill - at will
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Shivers down my spine when the victim is all mine
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You begin to beg - for help
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Haven't you figured out it open season?
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I'll track you down and kill you for no apparent reason
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Running like a frightened little rabbit would run
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I won't be satisfied
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Until you're nullified before my eyes
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Intoxicating, invigorating
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It's open season on you
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Go ahead and run, the chase is always fun
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But the kill is the icing on the cake
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A curtain of red from my hailstorms of lead
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Will rain on you as you die
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Your face will be spewing chunks of bloody ruin
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Your baby face will be a gory mask
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My personal crusade is to see that you are flayed
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And my hunting knife will complete the task
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Open Season
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| Exodus |
