Yellow Belly

I used to think
I had the strength to resist
That I could use my words
Instead of my fists
But you find the buttons
And push them hard
I'm just a vistim of reactions
When it goes too far

And I think you got a taste of it

I'm the last to start a fight
But I'm the first to end it

And I think you got a taste of it

Don't try your luck son
You'll come out the worst for wear

I will kill you

It doesn't matter what you say
It doesn't matter what game you try to play
Once you hit upon the fury you're dead