Don’t Get Mad, Get Evil

I’m a war machine
I’ve been kept so clean
And I‘m ready to strike
Searching around the town
For another fight

Each day the bottles gather up
And I’m losing my mind
They took away my everything
Now I’m stuck in the void
Each drop of blood
Every broken bone
Has taught me a thing
That revenge is best served cold
And a little morbid

Each day the bottles gather up
And I’m fading away
They took away my everything
Now I’m stuck in the void

Don’t get mad, get evil
Don’t get mad, get evil
Don’t get mad, get evil
Don’t get mad, get evil

All soaked in blood
I walk the streets
With a grin on my face
There is no point of return
From this state of mind

Each day the bodies gather up
As I’m killing away
They took away my everything
Now I’m taking their lives

Don’t get mad, get evil
Don’t get mad, get evil
Don’t get mad, get evil
Don’t get mad, get evil

Try to stop myself
Know that this is wrong
And everything I do
Is not really me

The madness has to end
Have to kill myself
But before I do
Something must be done

Kill everything and everyone who was part of this regim
That made us all fight in this war
I’ll make you beg
I’ll make you crawl
I’ll make you bleed out on the floor
Until you wither and you die

There is no ending to this madness
I think I got a little carried away

Don’t get mad, get evil
Don’t get mad, get evil
Don’t get mad, get evil
Don’t get mad, get evil