First Round Knockout - Deride

Pure alcoholic insanity fuel the hate within

Blinding rage psychosis bloodred fists and skin

Swollen knuckles Sunday morning

A first round knockout fight

Memories of putrid shapes

Revealed behind closed eyes

Don’t come near me just walk away

Grind this life over again

First round knockout

Countless more to go

Drunk and high all over hating with no friends

Paranoid but honest the truth is surfacing

Don’t come near me just walk away

Grind this life over again

First round knockout

Countless more to go

Self inflicted horror and rage to overcome

Bringing pain and sorrow to my closest ones

First round knockout

Countless more to go

First round knockout

Countless more to come