Nothing Right - The Haunted

Hey hey, what do you say?

Do you want to be a part of the freakshow?

Look at 'em go.

Evade, dodge.

Collide and connect.

A split lip, a low kick.

A moment of truth.

Deep down we all know what it means.

It’s an animal urge to defy what you see.

But it’s real.

Right now I can almost relate.

A split second I can almost belive.

Right?

Nothing.

Right?Lets die just a little tonight.

Right?

Step out line.

Nothing's right!

Bruised knuckles and a gallon of gasoline.

Homocide rape and abuse.

Forcefed on a diet of hatred.

Shove it in. Shove it in. Shove it in. PUKE!

My life it will only begin when I fainally see you go.

I will celebrate death — a divine pure greace —

To liberate me, and erase you.

Right?

Nothing.

Right?Lets die just a little tonight.

Right?

Step out line.

Nothing's right!

Hate me I will be fine.

Encourage me — and die.

Right?

Nothing.

Right?Lets die just a little tonight.

(Nothing you say mathers)

Right?

Step out line.

Nothing's right!(Erase)

Nothing’s right.