The adreniline rush I get
as my fist
connects with
some poor saps face
The thrill I get
When I know
They aint gunna win
The High I get
When I see
that stark fear
spill into their eyes
What can I say?
I live off of violence
I grew up swimming in it
I crave it
I love it
May 22, 2014
May 22, 2014 at 5:17 PM UTC
The adreniline rush I get
as my fist
connects with
some poor saps face
The thrill I get
When I know
They aint gunna win
The High I get
When I see
that stark fear
spill into their eyes
What can I say?
I live off of violence
I grew up swimming in it
I crave it
I love it
I know I'm an *******
Sorry if this deters any of you from reading my stuff.
