sugar coated

I am a Pitbull machine gun

waiting to bark some fire

 

Just because I only tell the truths that suit my needs

it doesn't make me a liar

 

Hardcore overdrawn violence

fills this soul till it's content

 

Fighting to break free from conformity

and the mold in which lives are spent

 

so I sugar coat my words

wearing a face the world expects from me

 

biding my time

until the moment the beast inside breaks free