Sheer Terror - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

It irritates you, the way I dress

It bothers you, my hair so short

I don't it to annoy you, I confess

I hate you and all your sort

Sheer terror

Destroying things is easy to do

But me, I just like scaring you

You wonder what goes on in my head

Don't try to find out, or you'll be dead

Sheer terror