| Monday, October 7th 2002 @ 01:23:01 PM PST |
Everyone I meet
On the street
I wanna beat
Within an inch of their life
Everyone I’ve ever seen
Or known
I wanna break all their bones
And leave them
Bleeding and screaming
And wishing that they were dead
All of these tortures running through my head
Run for your life
I wanna dropkick you in the face
Grab the kids and the wife
I wanna smash your skull in with my bass
If I ever met you
Don’t think there is a chance
You could get on my good side
Cuz that good side don’t exist
If I ever met you
You could easily assume
That I wanna rip your fucking head off
And impale you with a broom
Run for your life
I wanna stab you with a pencil
Grab the kids and the wife
Before I lodge the closest utensil
Into your brain tissue
Run for your life |
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| Posted by: Mark Summers |
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Replies posted: 4824 |
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