I do believe you've finally cracked...
You always run, run away. In fact, it's your hearts that you betray. Feeding on your hungry eyes, I'm willing to bet you're not so civilized. Well, isn't love primitive! Often a wild gift that you'd like to give. I suggest you break out of captivity and follow me, my stereo jungle child, for love is the kill and your heart's still wild.
I'm shootin' at the walls of heartache... bang... bang..... I am the warrior. Well I am the warrior, and heart to heart you'll win if only you survive the warrior..... the warrior.
You talk, talk. You talk to me. Your eyes yearn to touch me physically. If you stay with me, we'll take the night just as passion takes another bite.
I ask, who is the hunter? Who's the game? I feel the beat call your name. I hold you close, in glorious victory. I do not desire to tame your animal style. You will not be caged, forever in the call of the wild.
I'm shootin' at the walls of heartache... bang... bang..... I am the warrior. Well I am the warrior, and heart to heart you'll win if only you survive the warrior..... the warrior.
I'm shootin' at the walls of heartache... bang... bang..... I am the warrior. Well I am the warrior, and heart to heart you'll win if only you survive the warrior..... the warrior.