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Blanks in my pocket a wasteland in my head |
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I wanna spit it out but it seems like everyone is dead |
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Booby trap my mind and baby count to three |
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I laugh at the dying horse I'm glad it wasn't me |
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and now they wanna chance me |
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Or maybe rearange me |
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Like a power source I'm a loaded gun |
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I got no remorse for the things I've done |
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But my power slips away |
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They locked me up for good today |
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Science getting access to my brain |
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Stiches in my head a bad ****ing deal |
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A pretty girl in white asks me how I feel |
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The ball of confusion is rollin' down the lane |
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Like a lethal injection no more pain |
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So what the hell did you expect |
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Less than zero or a little respect |
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But i'm goin' down in history |
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I will dwell in misery |
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The Zyko P insanity |
