Entombed - Amok lyrics

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!