Coulda been a doctor
Coulda been a thief
Coulda been a soldier
Coulda been a priest
Once you make your mind up there's no turning back
Cold-blooded killer
Cold-blooded killer

Mother used to tell me only see the good
In all the crooked people but I never could
I never felt a difference between wrong or right
Cold-blooded killer
Cold-blooded killer

First time I pulled the trigger I couldn't even think
Took some getting used to now I don't even blink
If I am the hammer that makes you the nail
Down here in this jungle everything's for sale
Cold-blooded killer
Cold-blooded killer
Cold-blooded killer
Cold-blooded killer

Hunt me down and make me pay
What goes around will come around
Hunt me down and make me pay
What goes around will come around
Hunt me down and make me pay
What goes around will come around

What goes around will come around
What goes around will come around
What goes around will come around
What goes around will come around
What goes around will come around
What goes around will come around