(Skatenigs)
“I’m the torturer!”
“I’m the torturer!”
“She is a woman who had been found guilty for reason of insanity. She and her husband were burned. She poured gasoline on the floor of her apartment and ignited it. Her sister shot and killed the Payton twin brother. Her mother has a history of manic-depressive illness. Kathy; a sister who suffers from mental illness and substance abuse. To the bottom line, they don’t get any worse, than they get here.”
Everybody’s just, a pawn in the game
So make your fuckin’ move, ’cause I’m gonna do the same!
“You know, it has to do with being a madman… And all the madness. Or, Aladdin saying: The gen genie.”
Passion for destruction, again and again
Tearin’ shit up, ’cause I feel trapped in
Broke, not a joke, but I’m keeping my chin
Up, mean and proud ’cause I always got my friends
Table breaking bottles throwing rodeo clowns
Building it up, just to tear it down
Loud is an attitude, not a sound
Open your door, take a look around
Irony bound; what has it proven?
Everybody’s moving, most are losing
Ask yourself: “What can I do?”
Get your shit together, make a fucking move!
Passion…
For…
Destruction…
Crazy eyes, and a gun
Living my life, on the run
Take a bullet; it’s a bullet that I take
Break a bone, I break my face
Doctor, nurse, I’m under some stress
Prescribe for me the very best
Give me a test, yeah, I gotta be sure
You can ease the pain, but there ain’t no cure
Nightmares, keep me from sleep
Talk is cheap; it’s time for change
Born again, I’m still the same
I’m still the same!
Passion…
For…
Destruction…
Passion…
For…
Destruction…
Truth is my reality…
I believe what I see…
Still you tell me…
I need your therapy…
Yeah…
[3:26 – guitar solo]
Passion…
For…
Destruction…
Passion…
For…
Destruction…
Destruction!
Destruction!
Destruction!
Destruction!
Destruction!
Destruction!
Destruction!
Destruction!
