Working On Wood Lyrics - Raised Fist

You came crashing into my life 

You pretend to work on a holy strife 

Only for whites and your disciples 

A bunch of fools breaking all the rules 

You are filled with hate and it must come out 

When your mouth is closed, you don't scream and shout 

Communication is not in sight 

You want to settle this with a nice fight 

I'm working on wood, is that understood? 

Trying to find anything in his childhood 

I'm wasting my time, I'll never get inside 

Through this fucking thick skull 

To fight is your way of speaking 

Well, let me send you my greetings 

Congratulations to the biggest fool 

Dropping off school, think you're so cool 

And maybe you'll reach the stars 

Freedom of speech has helped you to go far 

But I guess that fame will end up dead 

And you'll feel so lonely with your shaved head 

You hate everything you need 

Compassion, love and the air that you breathe 

If there was a God, I'll pray for you 

You hate me, that's okay 'cause I hate you too 

You hate everything you need 

Compassion, love, even the air you breathe 

If there was a God, I'll pray for you 

You hate me, that's okay 'cause I hate you too 

I hate you too 

'Cause I hate you too 

I hate you too 

I hate you too