Target Acquired Songtext
von Cellarscape

Sullen taste
What a waste
Hanging out with your old style
Your brethren′s all on fire

Talk's fine
Tread the line
Now you′re up to your neck in
All that you desire

With your jacket folded neatly
And your notepad close at hand
Keep the conversation lively
Let it simmer at least and

Then I can say
There's magic in our evening
And I can say
I won't let you waste it
And I can say
You′re not seeing what you threw


This
This is the day
When fear comes near to your pride
Kicking at your side
The brakes are off
I′ve got my sights on you
Yeah you
And this
This is the day
When fear comes clean to your pride
Kick it out of your side
The brakes are off
I've got my sights on you
I′ve got my sights on you

Choose the frame
Use the name
You can hear that it's boring
To your ears and to theirs
When you get a glimpse of grey
Dilate all the way down
To see it′s silver

With your list ever decreasing
With November still the plan
Keep the flame a cobalt cyan
By the ice of the mountain

And I can say
There's magic in our evening
And I can say
I won′t let you waste it
And I can say
You're not seeing what you threw


But this
This is the day
When fear comes near to your pride
Kicking at your side
The brakes are off
I've got my sights on you
Yeah you
And this
This is the day
When fear comes clean to your pride
Kick it out of your side
The brakes are off
I′ve got my sights on you
I′ve got my sights on you

You're not seeing what you had
You′re not seeing what you had
You're not seeing what you threw away

But this
This is the day
When fear comes near to your pride
Kicking at your side
The brakes are off
And I′ve got my sights on you
Yeah you
And this
This is the day
When fear comes clean to your pride
Kick it out of your side
The brakes are off
I've got my sights on you
I′ve got my sights on you