Lletres: Pro-pain. The Truth Hurts. Switchblade Knife.

Rise and shine, get out of bed

And I'm a warmachine again


Beat my meat a few times and
It's best to watch your back

I am feeling mean my friend

Me, myself and I'm coming

You are mine and I'm gunnin'

I swear I'll beat you black



I'm gonna get you and leave you for dead

And I'm gonna beat you with a blow to the head


You'll never forget me for the rest of my life
Cause I am gonna cut you like a switchblade knife




Feed the fire cause I'm waiting

My fist will break your face


Find your house and I'll take it and ransack the place

Fear itself is still looking to shut you up for good
It's your life and I'll take it

I'd kill you if I could



Strange thoughts are going out of my brain

Standing naked with a knife in the rain
Got my fix, now I'm feeling alright


New York's so pretty at this time of night