If the last thing you did was the last thing you do He hung up the phone without saying goodbye Kept his eyes on the road and his fists clinched tight It was all over something that didn't matter at all But he just had to tell her that she was wrong Then

They deserve to die Violence is legitimate is causes such as this Cruel retribution is fitting Vengeance will be dealt out with ruthless iron fist Worthless filth receive no mercy Plans have been completed and the time is drawing near Punishment will be

I like to believe he's the chosen one I like to believe he's the fallen one Dead but rising Dear wind of Mississippi can you call him by name I have followed his wings on a sunny day I raise the fist, raise the fist with power and fate And wishing that

My heart bleeds for none but my own I am only nothing, I am only this Will not take the hate dealt from your hands Years of pain I will take and hone Manifest with your broken bones I am just a man with there two fists You have asked forgiveness

Have you ever felt this way? Have you ever fed a lover with just your hands? Close your eyes and trust it, just trust it Have you ever thrown a fist full of glitter in the air? Have you ever looked fear in the face And said I just don't care? And it's

This is sweet revenge And karma's a bitch You glutton for punishment What did you expect? Yet still you talk Try to fight but I will watch you fall A fistful of fear in my hands A bullet of betrayal in my brain

And experience robs me of hope Without thinking of them I said there's two kinds of men in this world and you're neither of them And his fist Cut the smoke I had an eighth of a second to wonder if he got the joke And in the car

This makes as much sense as a frog on a chain A leper knocking trees down with his fist Twisting my ear like I'm a school yard churl You know I want to sit beside that long-legged girl Wearing overalls and daddy's boots and mom's old coat Let's sing one

Step to me, step to me motherfucker I don't remember asking you about your imperfections You might win one battle But know this, I'll win the fucking war! Strapped with rage, got no patience for victims Sick and tired of the whole fuckin' world Zip your

I can feel this pain is real I hate deep down inside And like broken glass you'll shatter With bloody fists I'll batter Like a ten ton hammer, son I can't stand or take another day my friend You could learn a thing or two I am the thing that makes you