Trying to hide my anger in this box But the box is cracking up If I could shoot you without leaving a trace Believe me I fucking would
Knowing you're alive and well is already Such a difficult thought All I wanna do is erase you And your stupid fucking kind
Fuck your fucking life Fuck your whole damn crew Fuck your fucking style Fuck your beautiful tattoos
How long? How long before shit finally goes wrong?
My one track mind is stuck on this ideal Of leaving you behind, giving worms a good meal How long before you find your place Six feet underground and give me grace?