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PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Distillers
The Distillers
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brody Armstrong
Brody Armstrong
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
The Distillers
The Distillers
Producer
Brett Gurewitz
Brett Gurewitz
Mixing Engineer
Dave Carlock
Dave Carlock
Engineer
Donnell Cameron
Donnell Cameron
Engineer

Lyrics

One, two, three...
I am the bullet, you are the bullseye
And when I hit, there's nothing left
I am the bullet, you are the bullseye
And when I hit, when I hit, there's nothing left
I've been living in a boundaryless land
I was blind but now I've got my sight back
You suffer insidiously, I fucking hate you
Stay the fuck away from me
I am the bullet, you are the bullseye
And when I hit, there's nothing left
I am the bullet, you are the bullseye
And when I hit, when I hit, there's nothing left
You're a thief, a liar and a cheat too
Ain't no mystery to unlocking you
You think I'm a sucker, oh, you're fucking sick
The only thing I suck is my man's dick
I am the bullet, you are the bullseye
And when I hit, there's nothing left
I am the bullet, you are the bullseye
And when I hit, when I hit, there's nothing left
Written by: Brody Dalle
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