Atmosphere - Dmfd lyrics

Not certain exactly how I should approach this Maybe conjure up a storm of locusts Or maybe co*kroaches Or a gang of angry bees Some type of plague or disease It's all the same to me Of everyone I know, I like you the least I've lost all respect I could have ever carried (Gone) Now I curse your name when it's mentioned I'd shoot you in your face if I thought it would relieve the tension When I see, you my temper's temperment just sky rockets I wanna grab a pipe wrench and put a dent in your eye socket Pry apart your jaws, pull out all your teeth Shove a funnel in ya, fill you up with ammonia and bleach Gotta get a grip, can't let you effect me like this But I'm pissed, you're at the top of my sh** list I wish you'd slit your wrist and kiss an electric fence So the means can finally justify the ends I stare at you in contempt, you look at me the same Won't be content till I forget your f**ing name Here I am once again, high out of my mind Staring at the Bathroom mirror screaming "Die motherf**er die"