Woorden: Boy Kill Boy. Civilian. Killer.

YES! They made ya to the bitter pill they gave ya. Just your style to bring them. Nobody you know can see ya.

Get on the right track
Get on the right track
Get on the right track
Get on the right track. Now, now.

We made ya. Made ya just so we could break ya. It's so sad to see to see ya finding enemies to feed ya.

Get on the right track
Get on the right track
Get on the right track
Get on the right track. Now, now.

Killer, killer soul. [x8]

Yes! Believe ya. Dressed as soon as we believe ya. Yes! We'll beat ya. Be until the last big eat ya[?].

Get on the right track
Get on the right track
Get on the right track
Get on the right track. Now, now.

Do you know we can be sad?

Killer, killer soul [x8]

Keep in the rest. Kick out the rest.
You say 'it's a game'. Then keep your cuffs to your chest. It's hard I know!

Killer, killer soul [x8]

(Thanks to Liam for these lyrics)