I Want To Kill Something – A House – letras

What gives you the right to stick your hand in my pocketI’ve worked hard for my things, you just can’t take themYou, you, you, you, you, you, you, you cry like an animal from the packAnd I never, ever said it was fair and I can’t see the point in talking to youI want to kill somethingI want to kill somethingI want to kill somethingI want to kill somethingI didn’t ask you here, this weight that I’m feelingTwo wrongs might make this right, revenge is fleetingI call like an animal with an instinctAnd contempt springs to mind when I think of what used to mine(chorus X2)