I'm so fucking short fused As these fucking eyes fill with anger The blood in my throat begins to look like fear and dagger My blood begins to boil A cold dark cloud is found over the soil of the dead Soil of the dead, soil of the dead, soil of dead
I'm seeing red
Chaos theory Seeing red Chaos theory
This is my chaos theory Look how you've become so weary
I am the one that you want to see before you're dying In your fucking piss and shit you son of Of a bitch You son of a bitch
What the fuck is up, this is fucking chaos theory Seeing red
Introducing, hailing all the way from the mountains of the swiss alps With the combined weight of 675 pounds May I introduce to you Pale Face (fucker)
Chaos theory We're all seeing red All the pressure from this world Has gotten to our heads
Now our worlds are dull and grey A result of all the dread We ignore the way we feel And distract ourselves instead
Chaos theory Squirm, motherfucking squirm We are all seeing red
