Psyche - Brother Suicide lyrics

You come on fast with your target practice You'll shoot them dead with a flash of your eyes You're a christian boy Who beat the devil I know you're not walking on that line You'll bite the hand before it feeds you You'll spit it out rather that you'd crawl Danger is just a plaything Like dynamite in the afternoon You're Brother Suicide Undress on camera Now hit the spotlight You're like the cat who's won the prize A spooky child with a taste for adventure Everyone wants to get inside Undress on the camera Spit it out rather that you'd crawl