Arrows Room 117

The towns got their arrows Bullseye on my brow They pulled out their pitchforks It's all over now Yeah, hideout in the hollows All covered in mud Yeah, quick like a canyon fox Yeah, I'm too good at the run You can't take my fun I'm too good at the run So sharpen your bloodstones And dust off your steel And break out your searchlights 'Cause this time it's real Yeah, hideout in the hollows All covered in mud Yeah, quick like a canyon fox Yeah, I'm too good at the run You can't take my fun I'm too good at the run You can't take my fun I'm too good at the run, yeah Yeah, hideout in the hollows All covered in mud Yeah, quick like a canyon fox Yeah, I'm too good at the run You can't take my fun I'm too good at the run You can't take my fun I'm too good at the run There's no spotlights shown 'Cause I'm too good at the run No traces to be found Yeah, no footprints on the ground