Putting holes in happiness.
We'll paint the future black
If it needs a color.
My death sentence is now a story
Who'll be digging when you finally let me die?
Romance of our assassination
If you're Bonnie, I'll be your Clyde.
But the grass is greener here and
I can see all of your snakes.
Bang your head clean off, just do it
Stomp your feet and clap your hands
I'm a heavy metal groover
Bang your head cause I hate to dance <3