Bare Knuckle Messiahs - That Which Preys on the Dead

Smash It Up

No need for diamonds
I'm cut too rough
See me sparkle wow give me my stuff
Let's smash it up
I have a passion I can smell it in the air
I can almost taste it
Why I do declare I'm in love
The shit that thrills me
Conspires to kill me
I'm insane I've fried my brain

I can run I can hide
Still it finds me
Laid to rest at my behest
It defiles me
Why don't you stick it in my arm
Stick it in my leg
I'm off my fucking face
Stick it in my arm
Stick it in my leg
I'm a fucking disgrace look at me

My friends are faded memories
They've all deserted me
I'm multi instrumental
But my solos are off key
I'll smash it up
It seems like strange behaviour
But what will be will be
The culprit's in the mirror
And I don't like the things I see
I'll smash it up
Hey that's seven years bad luck you fuck

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Writer(s): Kim Hooker
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