Text: Damnation. Deer Rifle.

Chill to die
1:35
Can you feel it in your spine
Fuckin' kills uncertain young
In your stomach
Acid burns...it burns
Bridge:
We're tearing down our own violent halls
Battling our own private wars
In our body
In our blood
Guess some pain can do us good
Chorus: (x2)
Stalking the halls
Loaded deer rifle
& with a smile
Shot the fuckers in the school
Fit to tie

Kicked into drive
Tears are welling in their eyes
Fuckin' kills uncertain young
Like a razor through your tongue
Bridge
In our body
In our blood
Keep an element of danger
& remember you're none the stranger
In our body
In our blood
Guess some pain can do us good