you'll scare the mountains into hiding
the beasts that bite will come out looking for you
they can only smell you if yr dying
so be alive in everything that you do
with guts of handmade weapons
she is a warrior
you are a warrior
you'll cut your way through concrete jungles
you'll battle shadows on yr bedroom wall
leave a trail of smoke just like the devil
pythons that stalk you will find nothing at all
with guts of handmade weapons
she is a warrior
you are a warrior
from birds of prey, your hands are scarred
screaming in your ear, ever so faint
running for your life right from the start
wearing well-kept secrets like war paint
you cannot defeat me! i'm not going anywhere
you can't make the scene! look, baby, i'm still here
with guts of handmade weapons
she is a warrior
you are a warrior