Like an exploitation flick we've got no shame We won't sell common vision to you. Oh, oh, oh! You feel offended So, go, go home. Who puts a price on your head? Someone you deeply ignore. Who puts a price on your head? One of your own. This is television for the broken-hearted Somebody explain this nuclear assignment Somebody get this side of things Cause I aint the one, I aint the one you see... You see this timber foe, s'gotta crippled leg And a switchblade, hone... Somebody get this side of things Cause I ain't the one... I ain't the one you see. One of your own. ...Of your own. ...Of your own will suppress you whole. Wake up and take-off And give up on glory You fell in love with the dead and the bloody.