Target Practice - Fable Cry, Sky White

Well it’s hard to say what I wanna do

With a head full of regret

I’ll order up a drink — make it two — and light his cigarette

But I won’t soon forget

Keep on talking in circles, that’s fine by me

Your absurd and hateful words will come back round again

You can’t outrun, you can’t outrun those horrid things you’ve done

My .22 is set on you and baby you’re going down

Go on and take a seat if you’d be so kind

My red hot and vengeful thoughts have only grown with time

You can’t outrun, you can’t outrun my eyes have taken aim

These seconds past will be the last that you see this face again

I’m just getting my kicks in with all this target practice

I’m just getting my kicks in with all this target practice

I’m just getting my kicks in with all this target practice

I’m just getting my kicks in

Baby you’re going down

You had shot me down and left me good as dead

But behold as the prophecies told the dead will rise again

You can’t outrun, you can’t outrun, we’re going toe to toe

Can’t overthrow my blood oath to make you lose control

You were my detractor, my fame become a factor

I see now what you’re after and I’ll meet it with smiles and laughter

You were my detractor, my fame become a factor

You see now what I’m after and I’ll take it with smiles and laughter

Welcome, your sins on parade

This is how they get made and I hope you’re afraid

Welcome, your sins on parade

This is how they get made and I know you’re afraid

You’ll see what I’m after (Welcome, your sins on parade — this is how they get

made and I hope you’re afraid)

I’ll take it with laughter (Welcome, your sins on parade — this is how they get

made)

And I know you’re a

Traitor

I’m just getting my kicks in with all this target practice

I’m just getting my kicks in with all this target practice

I’m just getting my kicks in with all this target practice

I’m just getting my kicks in

Baby you’re going down