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Killing On Adrenaline

This song is by Dying Fetus and appears on the album Killing On Adrenaline (1998).

The face I'm beating with my fist
Is pulverized and turned to shit
So all that's left when he is gone
Is skin and blood and pulp and bone
This fucker thought that he could try
And fuck with me, no reason why,
So now he got what he deserved
A coffin with his grave reserved

Where has all the common sense gone?
Can't these fuckers leave the shit alone?
Always trying to start some stupid shit
The obituary page is full of it

No death's on my conscience
('Cause) they challenged and they lost
No final resistance,
Fuck it, it's not my loss

Gonna fuck it up
Fuckin' bring it down
The motherfuckers dead

Don't ask me why they had to die
I try to live my fucking life
They are the ones that fucked with me
They paid the price with agony

As the force from anger erupts
Out from deep inside of me
Not a fucking chance to live
Just you bleeding
Cause of death can not be found
Corpses layed out on the floor
Hyper-violent chaos rush
All-out fucking total war

Your (=you're) dead,
Adrenaline rush,
Unleashed pain feed,
You fucking bleed
I kill once
So then I kill twice,
Revenge, your death,
The final ending released

The face I'm beating with my fist
Is pulverized and turned to shit
So all that's left when he is gone
Is skin and blood and pulp and bone
This fucker thought that he could try
And fuck with me, no reason why,
So now he got what he deserved
A coffin with his grave reserved

Where has all the common sense gone?
Can't these fuckers leave the shit alone?
Always trying to start some stupid shit
The obituary page is full of it

No death's on my conscience
('Cause) they challenged and they lost
No final resistance,
Fuck it, it's not my loss

I will bring you fucking down
Beating on the face of broken trust
All I want is a chance to fuck your life up
You had to turn your back on everything we did
And I won't stop until your (=you're) dead
Now I take it back to '93
When the shit went down between you and me
Just like a bitch you had to run away
But revenge finally has paid
Now I bring you back for all to see
In case another fucker wants to take a shot at me
And kill the mother fuckers before they try to run
No remorse when I am done

Gonna fuck it up
Fuckin' bring it down
The motherfuckers dead

Don't ask me why they had to die
I try to live my fucking life
They are the ones that fucked with me
They paid the price with agony

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