Am I that much of a threat to you? ...I hope! With tunnel vision and a lust for glass Punch through! When you're alone you cower But when you're in numbers you're brave Am I that much of a threat to you? ...I hope! How ignorant can you get? And with friends like that who needs enemies? Well your friends aren't cool And you're a fucking tool 'cause you act like you've got something to prove You're not so fucking tough And I've had enough