Death By Design - Wild lyrics

I'm gonna break you into a million pieces, motherfucker
A million tiny fucking pieces
You want to play with me?
Alright, then
It's feeling to get ugly after this bitch

Fuck you, I'm fine!

Hey, you don't worry though!
I'll let your daughter know you died
Defending the future of your family
- Oh, outstanding, Sergeant Greene
Out-fucking-standing!
You beat me at my own game!
You're master of psychological warfare!
Next thing you know
You'll have me tidying up the place
And giving you a blowjob on the way out!

You go ahead!
You got fucking brain damage!

I hear you and you sound really scary
- Fuck you, farmer Jim!
You're alone out here on the frontier
No friends! No family!
No cops! No help at all!
This the Wild West, son!
The Wild fucking West!

This the Wild West, son!
The Wild fucking West!

You got fucking brain-brain damage!

Oh, outstanding, Sergeant Greene
Out-fucking-standing!
You beat me at my own game!
You're master of psychological warfare!
Next thing you know
You'll have me tidying up the place
And giving you a blowjob on the way out!