You've pushed me all around
and now I've had my fill
there's nothing left for me to say
I've lost all countenance, you've gone too far
I'm bitter as the gra**
and I can't spit it out
I like the taste of bitterness, so, so cra**
I've lost all countenance, you've gone too far
Crack the crickets cackle
it's crawling up my spine
spit on its head
to see the sunshine
- give me a while, and I'll show you how it feels
How happy are you now?
I feel like the Grylliade
two inches tall or nothing at all
I've lost all countenance, you've gone too far