Strike True

- Ray Denning

It's a cutthroat world we're living in
Sometimes it's hard not to give in
Our hearts are drifting around looking for a home
But you know, we're in this all alone
Crawling in circles in a desert round and round
With the white hot sun beating you down
Sands burn and stones tear at your skin
As time goes on you'll grow weak and thin
Rattlesnakes strike at every move you make
This whole world just wants your heart to break
Shadows fall from the vultures overhead
They'll keep you company while they wait to see you dead
You want to be more than bones bleaching in the sun?
Stand up and fight, don't turn around and run
You want to make it, boy you have to become
Hard and poisonous like the scorpion
Strike - hard
Strike - fast
Strike - true
and nothing can hurt you
Do it to him before he does it to you
Strike hard, strike fast, strike true