Wounded Tiger.
Who released the tiger from its cage?
Unlocked the cell and left the gate ajar
Thought that you had all the bases covered.
Thought that you were smarter than you are.
Who let the snake out of the bag?
I’lll soon be in the undergrowth.stalking.
Waiting for my chance to mount an ambush.
You’re sitting pretty, nonchalantly talking
Should have checked the small print should have crossed the Ts
Thought you had me stifled, thought you had me squeezed.
Considered I was beaten, assumed that I’d forget
I’m turning up the heat, coz I’m not beaten yet
Your negative opinions only fuel my flame.
Got you in my sights and now I’m taking aim.
You don't own my soul, let the games begin
Catching you off guard. It’s me who’s gonna win.
This guerrilla warfare, calculated stealth.
Gonna pick your pocket, relieve you of your wealth.
Fighting for the future, gaining upper hand.
Soon I will evict you, remove you from my land.
Took me for a fool, considered me a jerk.
Time to get it on, time to set to work.
I’m sure behind closed doors, you’ll ponder and you’ll scoff
Time to put your guard up, the gloves are coming off.
You’re gonna feel my anger.
Soon you’ll feel my rage.
Regret the day that someone freed the tiger from the cage.
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Author:
Chris Duffy (
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Comments3
So deep...this piece of yours.
Revenge is a dish best eaten cold Chris.
Andy
True Andy, very true..
Regards
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