You knocked me off, and now I’m seeing red,
You put me on your shitlist and you nailed it to my head,
The world won’t stop until it sees me dead,
This is my reality that’s what I fucking said,

Am I a victim of just plain bad luck?
I don’t understand it, but I know when I’m getting fucked,
Just when I think I’ve got my life on track
I get fucked over and I can never take it back

Conceived of spite and malice forced to walk the Earth
With humans, damned and branded, handed down stomped underfoot
Call it going postal, but I'm ready to kill you all
This is the breaking point; this is the final fucking straw

Fucked over and over again
Until the day I’m dead

The way this thing is going, it’s not that great
Fight fire with fire, show the world a little hate