The Cruel Intentions - Final Deathroll

Breaking the cage
Go hit the stage
Are you ready for for my primal rage

What does it take
To get a break
A final end to this God damn plague

I'd rather piss against the wind
And get myself wet
Than having you complain and moan and bitch bout this and that
I'd rather shit my pants stuck on a cross Atlantic flight with the bathroom out of order
Yeah I'd rather do that

Get up
We are halfway there
Get get get get up
We are halfway there
I've got a gator mind
Assisin kind
I'll wait until the perfect time
Get up
We are halfway there
Final Deathroll

Satanic pale
Unholy grail
I'm turning evil on a massive scale

Can't get away
Come out and play
I'm on the hunt so you better say your prayer

Wanna lock you in a sauna, raise the heat
So that you might
Get a feeling what it's like to be in hell
And then you might
Start to realize the way you act is getting out of hand
You're a piece of shit, you motherfucking disgrace of a man