Dead Confederate - Quiet Kid lyrics

Even the smallest dog can bite In touch with the animal inside Pissing away pathetic lives Take them away today I might You offer me nothing Nothing is wrong and nothing's right Do it today I think I might A gun is an easy way to fight I'm going to make you kneel and cry I'll f**ing k** everyone in sight Torture you slow if I have time So do your schoolwork you'll be fine Take you away today I might You offer me nothing I was the quiet kid Never could get enough Of oxygen Choking on boredom's gun Had daydreams Dark as a swollen cut Would've k**ed you But the time ran up