Pull the pin, hand grenage, hunger
Detonate, blow holes in your summer
Now it's gray and red all year
With you blood against the clouds
Dip you in arsenic and let you squirm
On the sill of emptyness
Is this less effective than just
Telling you to go away
And I never forget
You're the target
Now this is just a warning
But I strongly suggest
You get your fucking head down
And grab a hold of something
Duck and cover
Or dead and gone?
Kiss your ass goodbye
Fire in the hole
You should see the look on your face
It's priceless
I hit the fuse with a flame and a smile
Blow you away.