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
For a split second I can almost believe

What’s right?
Nothing, right?
Let’s die just a little tonight
Right!
Step out of line
Nothing is right

Bruised knuckles and a gallon of gasoline
Homicide, rape and abuse
Force fed on a diet of hatred
Shove it in, shove it in, shove it in, puke!

My life, it will only begin when I finally see you go
I will celebrate death—a divine pure grace—to liberate me and erase you

What’s right?
Nothing, right?
Let’s die just a little tonight
Right!
Step out of line
Nothing is right

Hate me and I will be fine
Encourage me and I will die