White Knuckles
Oh, fuck it all
Sick of being sick and tired (sick and tired)
Sick of understanding (fuck 'em all)
Tired of feeling sick to my stomach
Demons inside command me
They're saying, "Crush it, break it, smash it, fuckin' kill 'em all"
Laugh as it falls away
I won't dodge another silver bullet
Just to save a little face
I want you to know, I want you to see
I want you to look beyond your own eyes
Past your afflictions
How many people really care? (Really care)
How many will be standing? (One or two)
I'll light the match, the flame, the fuse, the bomb
Rescue the world from slavery
I wanna torch it, burn it, scorch it, fuckin' stomp it out
Laugh as it blows away
I won't eat another rotten apple
Though I've grown to like the taste
I want you to know, I want you to see
I want you to look beyond your own eyes
Past your afflictions
I want you to hurt, want you to bleed
I want you to look beyond your own face
Past your infections
I'm taking back control with my knuckles
I'm taking back control with my knuckles
I'm taking back control with my knuckles
I'm taking back control with my knuckles
Smash it, burn it
Break it, kill it
Fuck 'em all
I want you to know, I want you to see
I want you to look beyond your own eyes
Past your afflictions
I want you to hurt, want you to bleed
I want you to look beyond your own face
Past your infections
Sick of being sick and tired (sick and tired)
Sick of understanding (fuck 'em all)
Tired of feeling sick to my stomach
Demons inside command me
They're saying, "Crush it, break it, smash it, fuckin' kill 'em all"
Laugh as it falls away
I won't dodge another silver bullet
Just to save a little face
I want you to know, I want you to see
I want you to look beyond your own eyes
Past your afflictions
How many people really care? (Really care)
How many will be standing? (One or two)
I'll light the match, the flame, the fuse, the bomb
Rescue the world from slavery
I wanna torch it, burn it, scorch it, fuckin' stomp it out
Laugh as it blows away
I won't eat another rotten apple
Though I've grown to like the taste
I want you to know, I want you to see
I want you to look beyond your own eyes
Past your afflictions
I want you to hurt, want you to bleed
I want you to look beyond your own face
Past your infections
I'm taking back control with my knuckles
I'm taking back control with my knuckles
I'm taking back control with my knuckles
I'm taking back control with my knuckles
Smash it, burn it
Break it, kill it
Fuck 'em all
I want you to know, I want you to see
I want you to look beyond your own eyes
Past your afflictions
I want you to hurt, want you to bleed
I want you to look beyond your own face
Past your infections
Credits
Writer(s): Matthew Charles Snell, Jeremy Spencer Heyde, Ivan Moody, Zoltan Bathory, Darrell Edward Roberts
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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