Take Back

You pushed me once too far again
I’d like to break your fucking teeth
Stick a knife in the center of your back

You better grow some eyes in the back of your head
I fight dirty, just like your looks
Can’t take, can’t take, can’t take anymore

The taste of bad blood on the tip of my tongue
An eye for an eye, gun for a gun
Cold-cocked and I’m taking back what’s mine

Expect it when you’re least expecting it
No loss of love, the smell of regret
Lights out, I can’t take anymore

I Hate You

I heard you’re sick
Sucked on that cancer stick
A throbbing tumor and a radiation high
Shit out of luck
And now your time is up
It brings me pleasure just to know you’re gonna die

Red eye, code blue
I’d like to strangle you
And watch your eyes bulge right out of your skull
When you go down
Head first into the ground
I’ll stand above you just to piss on your grave

Reject

Who the hell are you to tell me
What I am and what’s my master plan?
What makes you think that it includes you?
Self-righteous wealth
Stop flattering yourself

So when the smoke clears here I am
Your reject all-American
Sucking up your social sect
Making you a nervous wreck
To hell and back and hell again I’ve gone
You’re not my type, not my type

What’s the difference between you and me?
I do what I want and you do what you’re told
So listen up and shut the hell up
It’s no big deal and I’ll see you in hell

Jinx

I fucked up again, it’s all my fault
So turn me around and face the wall
And read me my rights and tell me I am wrong
Until it gets into my thick skull

A slap on the wrist, a stab in the back
Torture me, I’ve been a bad boy
Nail me to the cross and tell me you have won
I lost before I did any wrong

I’m hexed with regrets and bad luck
So keep your distance, it’s rubbing off
Or you will be damned to spend your life in hell
On Earth with me tangled at your feet

You finally met your nemesis
Disguised as your fatal long-lost love
So kiss it goodbye until death do we part
You fell for a jinx for crying out loud

The Grouch

I was a young boy that had big plans
Now I’m just another shitty old man
I don’t have fun and I hate everything
The world owes me, so fuck you

Glory days don’t mean shit to me
I drank a six pack of apathy
Life’s a bitch and so am I
The world owes me, so fuck you

Wasted youth and a fistful of ideals
I had a young and optimistic point of view
Wasted youth and a fistful of ideals
I had a young and optimistic point of view

I’ve decomposed, yet my gut’s getting fat
Oh my god I’m turning out like my dad
I’m always rude, I’ve got a bad attitude
The world owes me, so fuck you

The wife’s a nag and the kid’s fucking up
I don’t have sex ’cause I can’t get it up
I’m just a grouch sitting on the couch
The world owes me, so fuck you

Nice Guys Finish Last

Nice guys finish last
You’re running out of gas
Your sympathy will get you left behind
Sometimes you’re at your best
When you feel the worst
You feel washed up like piss gone down the drain

Pressure cooker pick my brain and tell me I’m insane
I’m so fucking happy I could cry
Every joke can have its truth but now the joke’s on you
I never knew you’re such a funny guy

Hitchin’ a Ride

Hey mister, where you headed?
Are you in a hurry?
I need a lift to happy hour say oh no
Do you brake for distilled spirits?
I need a break as well
The well that inebriates the guilt
One, two
One, two, three, four

Cold turkey’s getting stale
Tonight I’m eating crow
Fermented salmonella poison oak no
There’s a drought at the fountain of youth
And I’m dehydrated
My tongue is swelling up
I say one, two
One, two, three, four

Troubled times
You know I cannot lie
I’m off the wagon and I’m hitchin’ a ride

Note: Quit playing all my MMO games two days ago and now it feels pretty much the same. Getting too old and fucked for that shit, yet I miss it every now and then. To make things worse, I got a research proposal and a fuckin’ thesis to work on and I have no fuckin’ clue what to do.

Good Riddance

Another turning point, a fork stuck in the road
Time grabs you by the wrist, directs you where to go
So make the best of this test, and don’t ask why
It’s not a question, but a lesson learned in time
It’s something unpredictable, but in the end it’s right
I hope you had the time of your life

So take the photographs, and still-frames in your mind
Hang them on a shelf in good health and good time
Tattoo’s of memories and dead skin on trial
For what it’s worth, it was worth all the while
It’s something unpredictable, but in the end it’s right
I hope you had the time of your life