God is away
It's business every f**ing day
You wanna say
Well, I don't give a f**
How does it feel
You wanna eat you gotta steal
Keeping it real
You're running out of luck
Amok
Yeah, God is away
It's business every f**ing day
You need to pray
I don't see you first
How does it feel
You wanna eat you gotta steal
Keeping it real
When you're about to burst
You wanna hurt me
You wanna bite my co*k
You're gonna make me run amok
You wanna see me dead and buried
You better think again
I am the one your daughter married
And I don't play pretend
God is away
It's business every f**ing day
You wanna say
Well, I don't give a f**
How does it feel
You wanna eat you gotta steal
Keeping it real
You're running out of luck
You wanna hurt me
Well, I throw the first rock
You can't touch me - no
'cuz I will run...
Amok
Amok
Amok
You are running out of luck
A moth will find light
f** and feed
High on power
Firestorm greed
You wanna see me dead and buried
You push a lot of luck
And now you gonna say you're sorry
Well, I don't give a f**
Needless to say
I am the one that got away
You need to pray
I don't see you first
How does it feel
You wanna eat you gotta steal
Keeping it real
Damnation of the cursed
You wanna hurt me
Well, I throw the first rock
You can't stop me
'cuz I will run...
Amok
Amok
Amok
Godforsaken listless f**
Amok
Amok
Amok
You are running out of luck
Now!