headlight approaching [bad word] to point me out
helicopter circling
they'll turn me [bad word] with the hungry
i get trapped between your teeth
shine like a razor
pirce through the shield

hidden treasures never found
they were stolen long ago
and all the gold has turned to dust
so eat your heart out and be proud [bad word] in your eyes
when suspicion lurks behind
see the shadows shaking hands
they will call us savages

you let your guard down
I can't help but get sucked in
listen to your mentors
they'll guide us to the ring
bound for collision
this course beyond control
lost in the cycle
finger in the soup

the weak have survived