Break Stuff
It's just one of those days, When you don't wanna wake up
Everything is fucked, Everybody sucks
You don't really know why, But you wanna justify, Rippin' someone's head off
No human contact, And if you interact, Your life is on contract
Your best bet is to stay away, motherfucker! It's just one of those days
It's all about the he says
She says bullshit
I think you better quit lettin' shit slip
Or you'll be leavin' with a fat lip
It's all about the he says
She says bullshit
I think you better quit talkin' that shit
It's just one of those days, Feelin' like a freight train
First one to complain, Leaves with a blood stain
Damn right, I'm a maniac, You better watch your back
'Cause I'm fuckin' up your program
And if you're stuck up, You're just lucked up, Next in line to get fucked up
Your best bet is to stay away, motherfucker! It's just one of those days
It's all about the he says
She says bullshit, I think you better quit lettin' shit slip
Or you'll be leavin' with a fat lip, It's all about the he says
She says bullshit
I think you better quit talkin' that shit, Punk, so come and get it
I feel like shit, My suggestion is to keep your distance, 'Cause right now I'm dangerous
We've all felt like shit, And been treated like shit
All those motherfuckers that want to step up
I hope you know I pack a chain saw, I'll skin your ass raw
And if my day keeps goin' this way I just might break somethin' tonight
I hope you know I pack a chain saw, I'll skin your ass raw
And if my day keeps goin' this way I just might break somethin' tonight
I pack a chainsaw, I'll skin your ass raw
And if my day keeps goin' this way, I just might break your fuckin' face tonight
Give me somethin' to break, Give me somethin' to break
Just give me somethin' to break, How 'bout your fuckin' face?
I hope you know I pack a chainsaw (What?)
A chainsaw (What?)
A motherfuckin' chainsaw (What?)
So come and get it
It's all about the he says
She says bullshit, I think you better quit lettin' shit slip
Or you'll be leavin' with a fat lip, It's all about the he says
She says bullshit
I think you better quit talkin' that shit, Punk, so come and get it
Everything is fucked, Everybody sucks
You don't really know why, But you wanna justify, Rippin' someone's head off
No human contact, And if you interact, Your life is on contract
Your best bet is to stay away, motherfucker! It's just one of those days
It's all about the he says
She says bullshit
I think you better quit lettin' shit slip
Or you'll be leavin' with a fat lip
It's all about the he says
She says bullshit
I think you better quit talkin' that shit
It's just one of those days, Feelin' like a freight train
First one to complain, Leaves with a blood stain
Damn right, I'm a maniac, You better watch your back
'Cause I'm fuckin' up your program
And if you're stuck up, You're just lucked up, Next in line to get fucked up
Your best bet is to stay away, motherfucker! It's just one of those days
It's all about the he says
She says bullshit, I think you better quit lettin' shit slip
Or you'll be leavin' with a fat lip, It's all about the he says
She says bullshit
I think you better quit talkin' that shit, Punk, so come and get it
I feel like shit, My suggestion is to keep your distance, 'Cause right now I'm dangerous
We've all felt like shit, And been treated like shit
All those motherfuckers that want to step up
I hope you know I pack a chain saw, I'll skin your ass raw
And if my day keeps goin' this way I just might break somethin' tonight
I hope you know I pack a chain saw, I'll skin your ass raw
And if my day keeps goin' this way I just might break somethin' tonight
I pack a chainsaw, I'll skin your ass raw
And if my day keeps goin' this way, I just might break your fuckin' face tonight
Give me somethin' to break, Give me somethin' to break
Just give me somethin' to break, How 'bout your fuckin' face?
I hope you know I pack a chainsaw (What?)
A chainsaw (What?)
A motherfuckin' chainsaw (What?)
So come and get it
It's all about the he says
She says bullshit, I think you better quit lettin' shit slip
Or you'll be leavin' with a fat lip, It's all about the he says
She says bullshit
I think you better quit talkin' that shit, Punk, so come and get it
Credits
Writer(s): John Everett Otto, William Frederick Durst, Wesley Louden Borland, Leor Dimant, Brendan O'brien, Sam Rivers
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