(sic) - Live In London 2002

Pride
Here comes the pain

Enemy, show me what you wanna be
I can handle anything
Even if I can't handle you
Readily either way it better be
Don't you fucking pity me
Get up, get off

What the hell am I saying?
I don't know about malevolent
Sure as hell decadent
I want somebody to step up, step off
Walls, let me fall, fuck you all
Get a grip, don't let me slip till I drop the ball

Fuck this shit, I'm sick of it
Your going down, this is a war
Fuck it

Who the fuck am I to criticize you twisted state of mind?
Your leaving me suspect, I'm leaving you grotesque
Feels like a burn from which you never learn
'Cause and effect, you jealous ass
Press your face against the glass, suffer

Fuck this shit, I'm sick of it
Your going down, this is a war!

War

I've just begun, it's about that time gonna get mine
I've just begun, it's about that time gonna get mine
I've just begun, it's about that time gonna get mine
I've just begun, it's about that time gonna get mine

You can't kill me 'cause I'm already inside you
You can't kill me 'cause I'm already inside you
You can't kill me 'cause I'm already inside you
You can't kill me 'cause I'm already inside you

Sick, sick, sick, sick