Lashed up on the table
cutting up your veins
no use to the world
you've been around too long
were gonna make you waste
In you, you belong
the blood on the floor is
they're gonna cut you up once more
you're too old your no longer wanted no more
We kick to kill
we kick to kill
we're razor sharp
and we kick to kill
Your wasted face you're pouring out
leaves no discretional mind to behold
we'll throw you around and we'll kick you around
bury you six feet under the ground
Longitude and latitude
lifes too short and you're too long
were gonna waste you
Kick to kill
You never admit the things you say
you're all so insecure that way
we're gonna kick to kill