Demanufacture

Desensitized by the values of life Maligned and despaired by government lies Revenge is so strong I taste it on my tongue My gun will be Your angel of mercy Dislocated by the eyes of disdain Abused beyond recognition I can't cope with The madness abounding Blasts in my head Of gunfire resounding Firing relentless Killing the senses I've got no more goddamn regrets I've got no more goddamn respect I am the thorn In your eye Am the thorn In your eye I am the thorn In your eye Am the thorn In your eye Revenge is so strong I taste it on my tongue My gun will be Your angel of mercy I've got no more goddamn regrets I've got no more goddamn respect I've got no more goddamn regrets I've got no more goddamn respect I've got no more goddamn regrets I've got no more goddamn respect Regret, respect Regret, respect Regret, respect Regret, respect