Firing Line Songtext / Lyric

Your bullets graze over my head

Lika an animal I hear your hunting call

Sleepless, for fourty-eight hours.

My comouflage didn't work this time.

I'm caught in your firing line tonight.

Either way you put it, I came to close.

Cin your firing line.

There's a hunter, underneath your sweet skin.

I guess all is fair in your bloody war.

Shivers running down my spine.

Here, behind enemy lines.