Snappy
Got granted a wish of anything I pleased
Like Hollies couldn’t think of anything I need but the warmth of my blood, the air that I breathe
I opted to rid us of the world’s disease
Think of a name, fingers clicked, that body of evil would cease to exist
Took down leaders, raged up fires
Getting drunk off this power I’d acquired
Sat in the dark, didn’t eat for days
Thinking of more and more pricks to erase
Clicking away like a dick to a waitress
Evaporating those who had caused us distress
Jumped on the telly for a worldwide broadcast
“Judgement has arrived and my name is Matt
So give up your cash and melt all your guns
Just when you thought the bad guys had won”
I didn’t just take out anyone
But those with the gall to know what they’d done
At first
Ran out of names and built up a thirst
Any excuse to exhume this curse
Clicking away at complete strangers
Talking on the phone on the train? That’s dangerous
Not saying cheers when I’ve opened the door?
Bikes on the pavement, gobbing on the floor?
Need more and more
I need this world perfect
Souls turn to ash but I’m sure it’s worth it
Clicking on your biro, shirts off in public
Wouldn’t even hesitate before I clicked
Your past and your spirit condensed to irritation
Wiped out all across this nation
Probably shouldn’t have done that
Wish they’d all come back
How’d I turn into such a twat?
Matt
*click*
Nytheone Matt 