Chokebore Well Fed Lyrics

I am so full of anger I don't even need to eat.
I've got so much f*cking juice man eating speed warm,
thick and sweet.
And I wish I was a rich man, I'd steal that little girl's
steep soul.
And I wish I wasn't so f*cked and had a little more
control.
You look at me like I don't mean it.
You look at me like I don't care.
You look at me like I've got horns and a tail. You look at me like I'm nowhere.
I am so full of anger I don't even need to eat.
I've got so much f*cking juice man eating speed warm,
thick and sweet.
I've got so much f*cking flow.
I've got so much f*cking grace.
If you try to step up to me I'll have to put you in your
place.