Binge and Purge

Perhaps it's just the way the light falls But everything looks like a target to me And I don't know where the gun is But I'm certain that it's pointed at me And in the jungle, retched jungle They say the lion eats tonight And all around it is a coliseum Dripping with a voracious appetite I say, "Hey there, fella Whose soul are you tormenting now? Hey there, fella Whose soul are you tormenting now? Hey there, fella Whose soul are you tormenting now?" In the course of all the previous events It is evident that something's bound to happen Come on, rear your ugly head to me I've got nothing to lose but my apathy The root of the problem has been isolated The root of the problem has been isolated The root of the problem has been isolated The root of the problem has been isolated Come on, motherfucker Come on, motherfucker Come on, motherfucker, let's throw down Come on, motherfucker Come on, motherfucker Come on, motherfucker, let's throw down Just try me, just try me What are you waiting for? Come on, motherfucker, let's throw down Come on, motherfucker, let's go Just rear your ugly fucking head I'll put it on a platter Just rear your ugly fucking head I'll put it on a platter So come on, motherfucker Come on, motherfucker Come on, motherfucker, let's throw down Come on, motherfucker Come on, motherfucker Come on, motherfucker, let's go Hey there, hey fella Hey there, hey fella Come on, motherfucker Come on, motherfucker Come on, motherfucker, let's throw down Come on, motherfucker Come on, motherfucker Come on, motherfucker, let's go I'll make you wish that you'd never been born I'll make you wish that you'd never been born I'll make you wish that you'd never been born Come on, motherfucker, let's go Hey there, hey fella Hey there, hey fella