| Pressure is building inside | |
| Strengthening desire to kill | |
| Tension rips through my veins increasing hardcore hatred my will | |
| Angered. I reach in my coat | |
| My fingers find my weapon of brass | |
| Planting. my fist in your face | |
| A violence fix, | |
| I'm kicking your ass | |
| Punch out your lights | |
| Fist fighting every night | |
| Fractured. your face | |
| Left you a total disgrace | |
| No one knows the life | |
| I've been living | |
| No one really fucking cares | |
| I used to try and mind my own business | |
| Until I saw society stare | |
| I took a look around at the world we both see | |
| And all I saw were losers and scum | |
| People living lives with no meaning | |
| Alcoholics sucking down rum | |
| Businessmen in suits with no purpose | |
| Politicians milking the crowd | |
| Family men just working their balls off | |
| Old folks with their tv's too loud | |
| My parents wish that | |
| I was a doctor | |
| At least a person they could respect | |
| My parents want to know why | |
| I turned out wrong | |
| They wont to know why | |
| I'm not correct | |
| All I can say | |
| Is that I live my way | |
| And if that doesn't satisfy you | |
| I'II wear my pair of solid brass knuckles | |
| And I'II use 'em 'til my time is through |
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