| Nailed inside my head, fuck this | |
| I don't need your shit | |
| All the lies deceit and arrogance | |
| Talk your shit like my life is some kinda game | |
| Like you fuckin' know me just go far away and be small | |
| Run far away and be small, go lie in a hole and be small | |
| Thorns, splinters, pushing under my skin(So you want inside of me, so you want a piece of this)(So you want to tear me down, or your own selfish wants and needs) | |
| They want in, sharpened tongue to penetrate me(So you want inside of me, so you want a piece of me)(So you want to drag me down, for your own selfish wants and needs) | |
| If you really think you got what it takes to be me | |
| Then walk a mile in the skin of my head case mental being | |
| So you want a piece of this life that belongs to me | |
| We'll make a cut on the line and take a deeper look inside of the freak | |
| That is me, fucker, come on | |
| Disturb, search me, prying up all my scales(So you want inside of me, so you want a piece of this)(So you want to tear me down, or your own selfish wants and needs) | |
| To get in lance the core to penetrate me(So you want inside of me, so you want a piece of me)(So you want to drag me down, for your own selfish wants and needs) | |
| If you really think you got what it takes to be me | |
| Then walk a mile in the skin of my head case mental being | |
| So you want a piece of this life that belongs to me | |
| We'll make a cut on the line and take a deeper look inside of the freak | |
| Give it up, give it up, you bastard fuck | |
| Fucking pig | |
| WellYou are under my skin | |
| You were there like a punk, just to get in my face | |
| Wanted in me wanted to be till | |
| I gave you a taste | |
| Don't need your goddamn pressure, frontin' stress | |
| I'm superman motherfucker, without the "S" on my chest | |
| Trying to step in my circle | |
| I'm leaving you purple and black | |
| On your back drop your ass like a heart attack | |
| Rippin' through your life like a motherfuckin' | |
| Hurricane fist full of | |
| Novocain for the pain | |
| You're nothing in my life, in my head | |
| You're nothing in my life, in my land | |
| Nailed inside my head | |
| You're under my fuckin' skin | |
| I have cleansed my life now of the people | |
| Who pry and threaten place always in my face | |
| I think it's time for them to | |
| Go away always in my fuckin' space | |
| Always in my scene always in my sight, always in my way | |
| You're dead to me | |
| Punk ass fuck | |
| If you really think you got what it takes to be me | |
| Then walk a mile in the skin of my head case mental being | |
| So you want a piece of this life that belongs to me | |
| We'll make a cut on the line and take a deeper look inside of the freak | |
| If you really think you got what it takes to be me | |
| Then walk a mile in the skin of my head case mental being | |
| So you want a piece of this life that belongs to me | |
| We'll make a cut on the line and take a deeper look inside of the freak |