Fetish For Violence

The ugly drum in your chest,
is the call for my genuine immitation grin.

I'm the pilot now!
So let's get this hate machine moving folks.
We are running out of time,
and time has plenty of us on it's hands.

It's stupifying,
It's terrifying,
And you might as well face it,
You're addicted to blood.

She doesn't even understand you!
Get the fuck back on the train old man.
Because you might as well face it,
I'm addicted to blood.

/grins/

Go ahead and hit me again,
all you do is make me smile.
and I might as well face it,
you're all addicted to blood.

Listening to your heart thump,
is listening to my world burn.