Monday, November 3, 2008

Wound Up

I've got a maniac grin on my face
I am running with scissors in this race
I've got 1000 monkeys on my back
I'm ready to kill, fuck, die, attack!

Feeling like a timebomb reaching zero
All ready to blow up, not waiting for a hero
Feeling like taking this planet down with me
I've been all of us, there's nothing left to be

I am the tension that needs a mention
I am confident in my apprehension
I am stalking the night, on Death's wing
I am the Alpha, Omega, The Nothing

Wound up
I give a fuck
Want some?
I'll fuck you up

1 comment:

  1. dude...this one was a killer!!!

    feels nice to have monkeys back :D