Pure alcoholic insanity fuel the hate within

Blinding rage psychosis bloodred fists and skin

Swollen knuckles Sunday morning

A first round knockout fight

Memories of putrid shapes

Revealed behind closed eyes



Don't come near me just walk away

Grind this life over again

First round knockout

Countless more to go



Drunk and high all over hating with no friends

Paranoid but honest the truth is surfacing



Don't come near me just walk away

Grind this life over again

First round knockout

Countless more to go



Self inflicted horror and rage to overcome

Bringing pain and sorrow to my closest ones



First round knockout

Countless more to go

First round knockout

Countless more to come