F*ck
These days
I let my anger out
In healthy ways
Instead of lashing out
I use my rage
For more productive things
Like bashing in your f*cking face
Disembowel
Eviscerate
Drain the blood
To protect
My f*cking peace
No action no results
There's always a lack of attack
Its the contagion of the gutless
Malice is all we know
Everyone's a f*cking victim
Insecurities run deep
Everyone's looking for a scape goat
To push the blame
Well weathered word
From the wicked
Well weathered word
From the wicked
Well weathered word
From the wicked
Well weathered word
From the wicked
Stay the f*ck away from me
Everything you say sounds cheap
I'll break in your f*cking teeth
And use the blood to feed
The rats that line the streets
Drain the blood
Drain the blood
Drain the f*cking blood
To feed the rats