You're low on energy
But full of rage and disbelief
You don't know how much shit you'll be able to take

And soon you'll suffocate
Surrounded by the things you hate
The snakes you thought were safe spit in your face

Take that knife from your back
Forget about the fact (what fact)
That you're fucked in vain
And you will get fucked again

R.I.p
Now you wanna be hated
Pick a fight and go to war
R.I.p
Now you need to be hated
That's why you r.I.p n' tear

You can't hide anywhere
So curse the punk that put you here
Pick your gun and point it at his head

You're low on everything
But nightmares and adrenaline
Burn the world you see and you'll be free

Take that knife from your back
Destroy what you can't have (fuck that)
If you lock your shit inside
It's bound to take your life