Blood For Blood
Blood For Blood
Blood For Blood
Blood For Blood
Blood For Blood
Blood For Blood
Blood For Blood
Blood For Blood
Blood For Blood
Blood For Blood
Blood For Blood
There's no way out
I got some kind of hate
I got some kind of hate
I got some kind of hate and I hate the whole human race
I got some kind of hate
I got some kind of hate
I got some kind of hate and I hate the mother fucking human race
So let's go...
Y'know I got some bad ideas burning deep in my black heart
Well, evil is as evil's gonna do now
Y'know I try to do my part. .. HA HA!
And I'm a time bomb tickin'... BOOM!
I been tickin' to the sounds of the rock and roll... OH NO!
I think I'm gonna explode... OH NO!
I THINK I'M GONNA EXPLODE!
You call me anti-social, well you're fucking right!
'Cause I hate this goddamned world and everything in sight
And every one in sight
You call me anti-social, well you're fucking right!
'Cause I hate this mother fucking world and every mother fucker in sight!
I got some kind of hate for the human race
I never found a place in the human race...
Maybe it's too late for the human race
I never found a place in the human race...
Sometimes I wish I could just turn my back and run
Just turn my back and run away
Sometimes I feel like I just gotta gotta get a gun
And reach the top of the world my own way...