Precognition of Violence

Sometimes I like to get a little violent. I wanna take it to a new level.
Maybe I'll just start a fucking riot, some call me the devil.
Maybe someday I will pay you a visit. And put a hammer through your skull.
This pain someone had to fix it. Putting an end to this fucking bull!

(CHORUS)

It was you that I had to erase.
The ways we lived our lives.
Finding away to save face.
To all my personal crimes.

You at your time of death.
Your breath is growing slow.
For everything that you have left.
As you start to lose all control!

Sometimes I like to get a little crazy. Longing for attention.
Some like to call me lazy. Did I forget to mention?
You did not care for me, even in this suffering.
Listening to your god damn plea, as I sit here laughing!

(Bass solo)

(Speech)

Sometimes I feel like killing you.
I think about it all the time.
My predictions seemed cruel.
Your world started to unwind. (Yeah!)

Maybe some day I will do these things.
I will take your fucking life.
Now you'll know what evil brings.
As I will cut you with a knife.

"What the hell?"

Sometimes I think about suicide. I think about it from time to time.
You and your selfish fucking pride. I only wanted you to be mine. (Bitch!)
Sometimes I like to get a little violent. I wanna take it to a new level.
Maybe I'll start a fucking riot. Some call me the fucking devil.

(Chorus)

Precognition of violence! Precognition of violence! Precognition of violence!