Texty: Concrete Blonde. Group Therapy. Violent.

I feel hot & red & wired I feel burned out like I've expired. freaky dreams & you are there & I'm not even dreaming with glowing eyes & burning hair & violent. every nerve & every cell they gotta fight to stay alive & well I'm in a world of chronic discontent screaming metal & burning rubber always shoving & raping & cursing each other exploding into violence. try some buy some wheel & deal it if it makes you feel it buy or steal it we want it intense get ready to take it all the way we want our violence. the things they do ready to get violent the words they say it's all so chocolates & candlelight wedding bells all pink & white k/ i /s /s /i/ n/ g you & me & we makes three that never played quite right like a comedy it seems so easy & it looks so clean, all the shiny happy people in the magazines what it meant. but nothing seems to mean a flood of blood & a burning pain broken hearts & throbbing brains the message has been sent & it's violent try some buy some wheel & deal it buy or steal it if it makes you feel it we want our violence. we want it intense get ready to take it all the way the things they do the words they say it's all so ready to get violent