Time To Die, Boy!

from The Passion Of The Crust by Space Bong

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With the barrel of a shotgun
Pointed at your eye
It's time to die

I've had a hard night on the wine
Every fucking cunt I see I want to die

Can't keep my head space clean
Of toxins for too long
The urge to kill its too strong
It's an overwhelming feeling
I have inside
Not gonna try to hide
Don't care for you Don't care why

Pissed off enough not to care
Embrace this alcoholic nightmare
Anything to kill this hateful affliction
Drink the juice
Clutch onto the destruction
Take your medicine
Hate turns to despair

Wake up I want to fucking kill Scum
Take my fist
And shove it down your throat
Gutless piece of shit
Rip out your voice box
Fucking cunt
You can't talk

Forced to concede this bullshit reality that I'm never free
Deal with your shit fucking brain dead prick
Power tripping dick
I'm so fucking over it

One day to live Who to kill
Wipe away another
Primordial jock motherfucker

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from The Passion Of The Crust, released January 1, 2007

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