The Loathing

It's over

It's colder,

Engines turn and turn again.

It's over

I'm colder,

Now my veins are full with hate

When your mouth smiles

When your mouth smiles

When your voice shrills 

When your voice shrills

When your mouth smiles

When your mouth smiles

When your voice shrills

When your voice shrills

When I'm leering.

I will fuck you up 

I will let you down

I will wreck the joy

I will kill the sound,

I will fuck you up 

I will let you down

I will loose my head

Next time you're around

I'll pull your eyes out

I'll pull your eyes out

I'll kick your teeth in

I'll kick your teeth in

I'll pull your eyes out

I'll pull your eyes out

I'll kick your teeth in

I'll kick your teeth in.

This is the loathing.