Don'T Pick a Fight

Don't Pick a Fight  Written by D. W. Breidenthal I dwell in light You dwell at night You pick a fight With me? Are you serious?  You wanna start it with me Tonight? I bid you a greeting... Do I have to start repeating? Ugh... I hate the decisions you make It puts our loved one's lives at stake I'm getting fed up with your b.s. I'm falling quickly in my lonesome pit But that's not all of it... I guess it's part of it I believe your full of it I won't listen to your penniless lies or denies  I think you're full of b.s. Don't seek me - I was never considered "wise" However, I seek Him like  a precious, golden prize  I dwell in light You dwell at night You pick a fight I draw blood tonight  You'll feel my pain...bud... And you'll be begging on your knees for my apologizes this wicked midnight *evil laugh* *Guttural scream* You'll give in to my sick delight...hAhA