Tuesday, April 12, 2011

Bad Things

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You shit on my face and I let it go 

Then you lit a match and burned down my soul 

Stole my money, I turned the other cheek 

You destroy me like a meth-head-ass-freak 

And now there is nothing for me to do

I just wanna do some bad things to you

 

You fist fucked my head and I turned away 

There was nothing I said, could do or say 

You kick me when I am down when I cry

Punch my bare face, with disdain you do sigh

I am all out of places to run to

I’ve no choice but to do bad things to you

 

You berate me and weaken my spirit

Then you looked me in the eye and spit

Lobotomy, mind sodomy your choice

Fucking me brutal with more than your voice

I am done with being fucked, hell yeah I'm through

I have to do really bad things to you.

 

Made me dependant then took you away

Face in the mud, on the ground I once lay

Neck in the noose, missing what I must lack 

Eyes are now open, bitch now I am back

Pick up all the pieces, was much to do

I'm about to do some bad things to you.

 

On my feet again, and all on my own

Swinging with both fists, you'll reap what you sown

Tub full of acid, knives and razor wire

You made me what I am, hit man for hire

You'll pay the piper, a turn of the screw

It’s time to do some real bad things to you