Supermanic Soul Lyrics

Well, I just shot a man to death
I caught a bullet out of my head
It fired back and then it stopped
A final shot and a final breath
Afraid to stop and afraid to check
The smell of fear, the color red
Heading for the terrible it self

A lot of blood, a smell of death
A lot of blood, a smell of death
A lot of blood, a smell of death
A lot of blood, a smell of death

Saw my reflection in a spoon
I had it with my non-adequate excuse
I've got a supermanic soul
I pulled the trigger in the locker room
I pulled the trigger in the locker room
I put a stop to it, that's what I had to do
I shot him down in the locker room

Easy to kill!
Death! Take this!
Easy to kill!
Death! Take this!
Death!

Easy to kill!
Death! Take this!
Easy to kill!
Death! Take this!
Death! Take this!
Death! Take this!