Well I'm after you,
I'm right behind,
You're in for a dose,
Of my homicide,
You can run,
But you can't hide,
I've got a toe tag for you,
When you die.
Little pig, little pig let me in,
So I can maim you again and again,
You can run and hide,
But your life's on the line,
You've been in my gun sights,
For such a long time,
1, 2, 3 job done for me,
There's a body bog with your name on it,
Toe tag you're it.
Well I'll see you in the morgue,
Or in your grave,
Cause you will be dead,
By the end of this game,
I am the hunter,
And I'll never quit,
'Til you're coughing up blood,
And tag you're it.
Little pig, little pig let me in,
So I can maim you again and again,
You can run and hide,
But your life's on the line,
You've been in my gun sights,
For such a long time,
1, 2, 3 job done for me,
There's a body bog with your name on it,
Toe tag you're it.
Toe tag you're it.
Toe tag you're it. |
