and you never know when i'm serious
sometimes, i just want to fight.
i just want to pick a target, and beat the shit out of them. or have them beat the shit out of me. or both. i want to punch and kick them, bite and scratch, pull hair and poke eyes. i want to throw them across the room and bash their head into the fucking wall. i want to beat them with a chair and kick them when they're down. i want to yell and scream and stab with broken bottles and break bones and tear muscles and i want blood flying. everywhere. i want to pin them down and beat them, break them, smash them until they scream. with my foot on your neck, i finally have you right where i want you.
aren't we glad i don't let out my anger? i know i am!
i just want to pick a target, and beat the shit out of them. or have them beat the shit out of me. or both. i want to punch and kick them, bite and scratch, pull hair and poke eyes. i want to throw them across the room and bash their head into the fucking wall. i want to beat them with a chair and kick them when they're down. i want to yell and scream and stab with broken bottles and break bones and tear muscles and i want blood flying. everywhere. i want to pin them down and beat them, break them, smash them until they scream. with my foot on your neck, i finally have you right where i want you.
aren't we glad i don't let out my anger? i know i am!