We walk the streets, I'm out to get you. We bite. Just a feast of gore and blood. We bite. Carnivores live for pleasure. We bite. Strike out like a wolf's endeavor.
We are one thirty-eight, we are one thirty-eight, we are one thirty-eight. We are one thirty-eight, we are one thirty-eight, we are one thirty-eight. We are one thirty-eight, we are one thirty-eight, in the eyes of tiger.
Enter those eyes split back opals. There within Eros is manifest. Dark and light soul sworn to no one. Both it's your game and you know it. . I like you lots now, I like you better.