Stomper

i see your head shake

with the crumble of doubt

a simple mistake

makes me the devil somehow

i feel your shark fangs

biting a hole in my heart

and if i complain

you'll drag it on and on

and on and on and on

and on and on

i see you waiting

to put the knife in my back

insult and bait me

walk me into your trap

it would be easy

for me to peel you apart

to play my own game

something i doubt that you want

I doubt that you want

i can be violent

a monster hiding in me

i can be violent

is violent what you want me to be?