Can't be too hard to pulverize
Hair in my eyes
Slow to arise
Won't find me, I apologise
Camoflauge on, sorry sucker
Last man left is left alive
You're in the fire of the fight
I am alright
Shining in infrared light
You're in my telescopic sight
I am alright
Built up an army of Julys
Sense of surprise
Said its goodbyes
Take what I have and improvise
There and I'm gone, sorry sucker
Last man left is left alive
You're in the fire of the fight
I am alright
Shining in infrared light
You're in my telescopic sight
I am alright
Guess I've been wearing out too poor disguise
Too many ticks and doubts to recognize
Honing in on me, honing in on me, some.