Story Behind The Song
Someone asked me to write a pissed off song.
Song Description
Pure hatred for someone who thinks that they are all that.
| Song Length |
4:43 |
Genre |
Rock - Heavy Metal |
| Lead Vocal |
Duet Male |
Mood |
Irate, Disturbed |
| Subject |
Anger, Frustration |
Language |
English |
| Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
VERSE 1-( Push, push, push. Is that what you think of me? Don't give me your shit, I've got enough of my own. Hurt, hurt, hurt. That's all you give to people. Someone should just level your ass down. Don't think I don't know what you're about. I'm gonna show you the way. You make people scream and shout. Fuckin' asshole stay out of my way. )-CHORUS-( Fuck you...cocksucker...I'll show you...pain. )-VERSE 2-( Give, give, give, You think you do it, but all you give is misery, Take, take, take. That's all you ever do, but some things you should never receive. So I guess I'll give you a gift. It's something you really need. It's called a taste of my fist. Taht's what you get for all of your greed. )-REPEAT CHORUS-BRIDGE- ( In my head, I have these thoughts of scraping you off my feet, Cross my heart and hope to die. I will give you this treat. My mind is torn apart from all your foolish lies, It shouldn't take too long for you to fucking die. )-VERSE 3-( Push, push, push. Is that what you think of me? Don't give me your shit. I've got enough of my own. Hurt, hurt, hurt. That's all you give to people. Someone should just level your ass down. So I guess I'll give you a gift. It's something you really need. It's called a taste of my fist. That's what you get for all of your greed. )-REPEAT CHORUS