White Knuckles

Oh, fuck it all!

Sick of being sick and tired, sick of understanding Tired of feeling sick to my stomach Demons inside command me

They're saying crush it, break it, smash it Fuckin' kill 'em all! Laugh as it falls away I won't dodge another silver bullet Just to save a little face

I want you to know, I want you to see I want you to look beyond your own eyes Past your afflictions

How many people really care? How many will be standing? I'll light the match, the flame, the fuse, the bomb Rescue the world from slavery

I wanna torch it, burn it, scorch it, fuckin' stomp it out Laugh as it blows away I won't eat anothe rotten apple Though I've grown to like the taste

I'm taking back control with my knuckles Taking back control with my knuckles I'm taking back control with my knuckles Taking back control with my knuckles

Smash it, burn it, break it, kill it Fuck 'em all!