Emotional Firefighters - Killing Ground

I feel broken and alone
Hunting in this killing gound
I feel broken and alone
Huntin in this killing ground

You gonna hear my voice echoing through the space
For your big and empty brain it must take all day
To process the info, the convo, the fight
My words are like a knife
Cut you down to size, fool!
You gonna lose

I feel broken and alone
Hunting in this killing ground
I feel broken and alone
Hunting in this killing ground

Take back the control
So dizzy and nauseous
Take back the control
So dizzy and nauseous

I feel broken and alone
Hunting in this killing gound
I feel broken and alone
Hunting in this killing ground

We got past the midnight hour
Dancing to a zeppeling song
We got past the midnight hour
Dancing to a zeppeling song

I feel broken and alone
Hunting in this killing gound
I feel broken and alone
Hunting in this killing ground