Nhạc sĩ: Michael Hodges, Sam Nelson Harris
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It's about to get real, real messed Trust no one, I learned the hard ways Can turn into armor, babe Now I'm done to everything The lines I've traced Starting to blur Thought you had my number But the tables have turned There's ice in my veins Nothing can hurt me now Feel no pain You won't see me coming I'm a perfect weapon You cover your tracks and close the door When you're out there hiding shadows Got you on my sights, I'm ready for war You better get prepared for battle You don't know you can break me But I can never break so easy It's about to get real, real messed Trust no one, I learned the hard ways Can turn into armor, babe Now I'm done to everything The lines I've traced Starting to blur Thought you had my number But the tables have turned There's ice in my veins Nothing can hurt me now Feel no pain You won't see me coming I'm a perfect weapon The lines I've traced Starting to blur Thought you had my number But the tables have turned There's ice in my veins Nothing can hurt me now Feel no pain You won't see me coming I'm a perfect weapon I'm a perfect weapon I'm a perfect weapon