You start the hunting season, I lose all my reason,
like a dog in heat I hate my leash.
You set the rules and bait, on my need to procreate,
you play me like a game.

I got more ammo than I need, a missile seeking for your heat,
don't play by the rules you cheat and lie...
You set the rules and bait, on my need to procreate,
you play me like a game.

Now it's time to play the game,
and you know my luck will change,
I can sense you feel the same,
as I see you in my range.

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