Air still with destruction

Lungs filled with corruption

Dark pit in your stomach

This sick fuck needs no introduction

Maybe it's a master malfunction

Baby went bad with the daddy's disruption

Can he get castrated on an assumption?

Pack it up and pick a side because I fucking love it

Fickle and fast, I gotta get bashing a fascist

I guess a bottle of bleach is tasting like battery acid

I had an auger to dig into the grit, getting in deeper with even matches

I'm latching onto the balls of my bosses

A bit of barking in Boston

I'm bombing carcasses carving 'em, caught a charge for the carnage

A cardinal of sin, I'm sending my condolences often

I either die or get a medal medley marching

Marvin starve and gave Sapp to the cause

Armor-plated gold teeth to bite the beef in a war

I don't even wanna see it, but I paid for the tour

Blind-sighted by my right to feel righteous and pure

What is all of this even for?

I sent a letter to my misses sitting next to a corpse

My sentiment is in a missile bringing light to the storm

I wanna lie and say I hate it, but I'm begging for more

Bodies laying next to me

Blood bath ecstasy

First to come and last to leave

I'm just jarhead jamming for my sweet release

Bodies laying next to me

Blood bath ecstasy

First to come and last to leave

I'm just jarhead jamming for my sweet release

Piddling with chemicals that's sticking to my skin

It is the centerpiece revolving on an incidental death

Incrementally, I'm crawling back into this mess

I'm backed into a corner bashing heads with evidence they left

The precedence I set is my imaginary friend

I'm talking to the walls they said the afterlife is sleight of hand

After I invited my demise, we dedicated the dysfunction to a Ryker's island trance

Handstand stutter, with a slow putter, whiffing on an old bug crusher

No mother, cold cutter for meals. Suddenly, I can't believe that all the media's real

This medium is rarely taking my high stakes for the deal

I made a lot of damn mistakes but don't deserve to be killed

What do we feel when suddenly the front of the film

Is just a rapture actor paying the bills?

Making me feel as if a better way is a battered face

Beat a motherfucker for being in my personal space

I should go and take a break just to get out the way before I turn into someone I hate

I did it anyway

I did it anyway

Just look at my face

Bodies laying next to me

Blood bath ecstasy

First to come and last to leave

I'm just jarhead jamming for my sweet release

Bodies laying next to me

Blood bath ecstasy

First to come and last to leave

I'm just jarhead jamming for my sweet release