Nothing Right

Hey hey, what do you say?

Do you want to be a part of the freakshow?

Look at 'em go. Evade, dodge. Collide and connect.

A split lip, a low kick. A moment of truth.

Deep down we all know what it means.

It's an animal urge to defy what you see.

But it's real. Right now I can almost relate.

A split second I can almost believe.

Right? Nothing. Right? Let's die just a little tonight.

Right? Step out line. Nothing's right!

Bruised knuckles and a gallon of gasoline.

Homocide rape and abuse.

Forcefed on a diet of hatred.

Shove it in. Shove it in. Shove it in. PUKE!

My life it will only begin when I finally see you go.

I will celebrate death - a divine pure grace -

To liberate me, and erase you.

Right? Nothing. Right? Let's die just a little tonight.

Right? Step out line. Nothing's right!

Hate me I will be fine.

Encourage me - and die!

Right? Nothing. Right? Let's die just a little tonight.

(Nothing you say matters)

Right? Step out line. Nothing's right! (Erase)

Nothing's right.