| I have never been afraid of taking someone out
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| Bashing in somebody’s brain till the blood runs out
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| Because I am not built to crash
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| It’s full speed ahead
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| Follow you to Hell and back and make sure
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| That you’re dead
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| I will now use a vicious means of torture
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| Something that you never will accept
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| Crossing me a fate you’ll now see
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| Is so painful you will scream and die
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| Getting mad and even will complete
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| The rush of violent actions running through your brain
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| Don’t forget the beatings they will now commence
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| You’re the only one, so take the pain
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| Step up you will see
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| A monster I will be
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| A psycho on full blast, when I kick your ass
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| You will wish the pain would stop as you begin to bleed
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| Now you know and know who’s now
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| Your worst enemy
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| Revenge a word I carry hard
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| I live life by its law
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| Double-crossing motherfucker
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| Torture you’ll endure
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| There is nothing that I like more
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| Than laughing at your pain
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| Rape your love and kill your dog
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| Then I piss onto your grave
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| I will show my force
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| Then bloody up your face
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| Every time you turn around
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| More tortures taken place
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| I could kill you quick
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| But that would be no fun
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| Psychotherapy is good when
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| I’m the only one
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| Step up you will see
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| A monster I will be
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| A psycho on full blast, when I kick your ass
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| You will wish the pain would stop as you begin to bleed
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| Now you know and know who’s now
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| Your worst enemy
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| Count the screams as they cry out
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| It’s a job well done
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| Putting fingers in a vice to me
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| Seems like some fun
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| I will never run out of the way
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| To take a life
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| As long as I have a reason
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| And revenge right by my side
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| Time after time
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| It’s been played in your mind
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| And the horror is real that you feel
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| To your bones
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| And the rush that’s so sick
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| Keeps it’s euphoric kick
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| When the skull is just busting
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| Apart from the seams
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| Step up you will see
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| A monster I will be
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| A psycho on full blast, when I kick your ass
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| You will wish the pain would stop as you begin to bleed
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| Now you know and know who’s now
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| Your worst enemy
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| So I guess I’ve never made it clear
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| Don’t fuck me around
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| Those who’ve tried have disappeared
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| Their bodies never found
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| So take note and stay in line
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| And watch your P’s and Q’s
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| You’ll never know who you’ll piss off
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| And that might spell your doom |