Texty: L.A. Guns. American Hardcore. Pissed.

I said go away
I don't want to play today

I kicked my dog today
Didn't like him anyway
I killed my mom today
There is nothing left to say

Except for this, I'm pissed

I went to jail today
Hope that big fat slob ain't gay
I killed them all today
There is nothing left to say

Except for this, I'm pissed

And I know that you're feeling it too
Something about the way that you look

I can see it in your eyes, false hopes fed by lies
You're not alone my friend, you'll see it in the end
And I'll be waiting for you

I took a ride today
The threw the switch, I went away
Eyes are fried just like eggs
Lost control between my legs
Doesn't matter anyway
There is nothing left to say

Except for this, I'm pissed