For the love of starting wars It pulls the soul to be torn Hate floods my head But I never regret what is said Test me, test me all you want I'll just blow up, like the bomb The bomb that you cut the red Now yours is dripping from your head I won't take none of your Jazz It'll just bite me in the ass I say what I want You will take whatever I taunt Bloodsucking from our hive Think it's only you that's gotta' survive Ego central in that head Remember that black dahlias are now really dead Dissension, alienation I'd rather be on my own Dissension, confrontation There'll be blood on your stone Dissension, alienation I'd rather be on my own Dissension, confrontation I'll fight for what's right