Fuck this shitty party
Everyone comes out of a sitcom
Only shockingly realistic clichés
Not really alone but it feels the same
Not really fun but they fake it
Trying to get me drunk and the boring girlfriends
Are spouting nonsense about their boring boyfriends
Again the same idiots
All the déja vus are making me crazy
I already met you, met you too
Met you, met you, fucking met you
(How are you doing darling, having fun, meeting new people?)
Kill them all, it's my only way out
Reaching my limits took some time, I'm sick of them
Kill them all, I'll do it at point blank range
My head is filled with ideas, the party is filled with bullets
Violence is the only thing I have left
Violence is the only thing I have left
Violence is the only thing I have left
Violence is the only thing I have left
Nothing left in my head but bestial impulses
I empty my drink, nothing left on their faces
Only polite looks, and I feel the crisis coming
The hate I feel in my head is strong
A hand hurts me again
The hate I feel in my head is strong
A hand hurts me again
Destroy, destroy, destroy the night
Overpower, overpower, overpower the noise
Kill them all, it's my only way out
Reaching my limits took some time, I'm sick of them
Kill them all, at point blank range
My head is filled with ideas, the party is filled with bullets
Violence is the only thing I have left
Violence is the only thing I have left
Violence is the only thing I have left
Violence is the only thing I have left
I want to strike, harder, I want to throw, my body
I want to strike, harder, I want to throw, my body
I want to strike, harder, I want to throw, my body
I want to strike, harder, I want to throw, my body
I want to strike, harder, I want to
Kill them all, it's my only way out
Kill them all, it's my only way out
Kill them all, it's my only way out
Kill them all, it's my only way out
Kill them all, it's my only way out
Kill them all, it's my only way out
Kill them all, it's my only way out
Son of a bitch