Ghost Of Tom Joad - Firing Line lyrics

Your bullets graze over my head Lika an animal I hear your hunting call Sleepless, for fourty-eight hours My comouflage didn't work this time I'm caught in your firing line tonight Either way you put it, I came to close Cin your firing line There's a hunter, underneath your sweet skin I guess all is fair in your bloody war Shivers running down my spine Here, behind enemy lines