Tear apart your limbs
Until no one can decipher
What a pathetic little pitiful
Excuse for a defective breed
I want nothing more
Than to see you choke
On all the pissy little promises
You puked up from your jaws
And on the floor
Silence is violence
Silence is violence
Silence is violence
Silence is violence
Don't wanna hear excuses
You know you love to make them
I'll have to pay a visit
Don't think I won't come knocking
I'll march right to your house
And go right to the doorbell
You're dead
You're dead