All by yourself, unable to express the pain of your distress with your deeper inside. You alienate yourself and everybody else.
An eye for an eye til everyone is blind.
Anger he smiles, towering in shiny metallic purple armor. Queen Jealousy, envy waits behind him, her fiery green gown sneers at the grassy ground.
As soon as she hit the door we start blastin', I saw her brains hit the floor, raw laughin'.
As they croak, I see myself in the pistol smoke.
Condemned to violence, arrested by pain. Inside the soul lies a man insane.
Down by the river, I shot my baby dead.
Drew a mustache on your picture, threw your ring away.
Drinking in a honky tonk, just kicking hippies asses and raising hell.
Every time I scratch my nails down someone else's back, I hope you feel it.
Everybody was kung-fu fighting, those kids were fast as lightning. In fact, it was a little bit frightening, make sure you have expert timing.
Fear, she's the mother of violence.
Get ready to die, tell God I say hi.
Get through the agony and anger, the pain and strife, and take the necessary steps to try to change my life.
Got a brand new semi-automatic weapon with a laser sight. Oh, I'm praying that somebody tries to break in here tonight.
He cast his eyes upon her and the trouble soon began, cause Leroy Brown learned a lesson about messing with the wife of a jealous man.
He put Ben Gay inside my jock strap and filled my tooth paste tube up with glue.
Hey Joe, where you going with that gun in your hand? I'm going out to find my woman, caught her messing around with another man.
His frustration running very high, he takes it out on the ones he loves because it's safe.
I don't want to throw rice. I want to throw rocks.
I proceeded to take that mitten full of the deadly yellow snow crystals and rub it all into his beady little eyes with a vigorous circular motion.
I wanna piss on his head, I want his family dead.
I was ready to approach her with my English charm, when her brass knuckled boyfriend grabbed me by the arm.
I went and got a tire tool out of my truck, and straightened him out as cold as a block of ice. It was an attitude adjustment, and it'll work every time.
I'd love to spit some Beechnut in that dude's eye and shoot him with my ole forty-five.
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