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Eat or be Eaten Alive:

Desperate attempt to win
sweat down my cheek
it's all or nothing
can't show them i'm weak

i hate this devil's game
one life at a time
waiting for my turn
my position is prime

they seraching for my corpse
i see them in the corner of my eye
bleeding on the battle field
spirit free and flying by

chrome gun in hand
they are ready to fire
we flee from them
it's their desire

a game of hide and seek
where no one comes back
everywhere is a dead end
they will follow my track

they are mass murderers
wanting just a little fun
they won't ever stop
till we're all dead and done

blood seaps through their clothes
dripping down to their toes
no one hears our cries of woe
running but with no where to go

no one is to be trusted
It's eat or be eaten alive
seing the sprawled bodies
wanting only to survive

i give up
on this endless fight
so be it
i'll die here tonightWww@QuestionHome@Com

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