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Hi, I'm Violence, you wana play?

To all of those who think I'm a little disturbed
Demented, morbid, God damned and twisted
I can't help what comes outa my head
This shits for real
Fucked up
Unscripted
You think I go by violence because it sounds tough?
I grew up in the streets where stayin alive was rough
"You are what you eat" and I've eaten some violent stuff
Knives out
Fingers up
This tortured soul ain't givin a fuck

All you've ever seen is the gore bitten sex poet
I'm a goddamned angel of rage and I never ever show it
But someone done lit the matchstick
And I'm all outa fuze
Now I burn at both ends
Destroyed and used
I'm a homicide candle
Burn me too long and I fly off the handle
Tear at the seams
Stitches snapping with ease
A monster evolving is just how it seems
So give me my space
Or I'll haunt the sweetest of dreams
And when you open your eyes I'll be there
Laughing at your screams

So c'mon, Pyromaniac, keep playing in my fire
Stoke my dwindling embers
Feed my fight desire
Knuckle up
Throw down
Take a nap on bloody ground
Running mouth
Broken jaw
Curb stomped to gaping maw
Duct taped
Hog tied
4x4 midnight ride
....Shovel and a twelve gauge
....Execution comes at sunrise
Written by Krosgood (Violence)
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