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.