Wisdom Teeth Lyrics

Revenge won't come over the internet

Not over wifi or these cancer causing satellites

Nope, only in real life

So I think it's finally time

It's time to get fucking real

It's time to get a fucking life

You need not await death with verve for your reward

It's here on earth

The fruit is ripe

So it's time to get a fucking grip

It's time to take a fucking life

It's like waiting to have a custom root canal

You kinda look forward to snorting all the pain pills

Cuz if there's a god she'll let the bone crack

I fucking hope I never wake up from the gas

And Hell ends up like being trapped

In some kickass satanic black metal band

Everyone can blow me

And he never even got the experience to see

The joy of having surgery on his teeth

But he's got PTSD from his time in the Marines

He's up on the chopping block when we abolish the police

So next week I think he'll finally fucking freak

And head back to shoot up the federal building

And it's gonna be fucking sweet

Yeah right up my back alley

Meanwhile some Chechen kid not yet on the news

Is filling a crock pot up with gun powder and screws

Dreaming of running away and joining a terrorist group

God bless the god less American youth

No amount of protest or gun reform is gonna defuse his massive homemade bomb

So pucker up and kiss it

You see this gorgeous ass

Well you're gonna fucking miss it

Pucker up and kiss it