RØTTEN Machine Head

My mouth is cracked and dry
The words are choking by
My teeth are gritting with this rage I'm feeling
My stomach tied in knots
Jaw clenched and muscles taut
About to explode inside the anger building

I've sat with the gun in hand
Barrel to temple, can't understand
Bleeding an open sore
These wounds I can't ignore
I am the misbegotten
Lest his horror be forgotten

Everything is rotten to the core
Everything is rotten to the core
Everything is rotten to the core

Black blood red pill
Razor and scar
Love cut hate kill
This is a war

I stare into the black
Anxiety attacks
My heart is racing
And my throat's constricting
With every cut and scrape
My skin it palpitates
Lying awake I feel the terror grip me