Interpret:

Overkill

Album:

The Years Of Decay

got so much trouble 
hate this job 
tried to get out 
trapped like a dog 
no I don't like 


pumpin' gas 
do ya hate to wait 
life's a game 
play your rules 
is the bottle half empty 
or the bottle half full 
it does no good 
no good to shout 
but I scream I hate 
say i'm hostile 
gotta relax 
better get a grip 
here's the facts 
I hate bein' here. 


I hate people that make ya feel small 
I hate having my back against the wall 
You know I hate bein' talked down to 
I hate your rules 
I hate'em all 
hate bein' marked to take the fall 
planet's not big enough for me and you 


so much trouble over me 
surrounded by jerks 
can't ya see 
smile to my face 
know ya lie 
knife in my back 
another game 
rules, rules, rules 
not for me, 
you fuckin' fool. 


so open your mouth 
just one more time 
and my foot is goin' down 
in one ear 
out the other 
a waste of time 
don't even bother 
I hate bein' here 


I hate people that make ya feel small 
I hate having my back against the wall 
I hate bein' talked down to 
I hate your rules 
I hate'em all 
hate bein' marked to take the fall 
planet's not big enough for me and you 
but most of all I hate you 


think I know 
how ya got this far 
think I know 
how got where we are 
think i'll hate you 
when you're dead 
I know I'll hate you 
smile to my face 
know you lie 
say I've got problems 
ask your self why 
hate the games 
hate the rules 
you're gonna loose 
say i'm hostile 
gotta relax 
better get a grip 
here's the fact 
not much more of you 


I hate people that make ya feel small 
I hate having my back against the wall 
I hate bein' talked down to 
I hate your rules 
I hate'em all 
hate bein' marked to take the fall 
planet's not big enough for me and you 
but most of all I hate you