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Deranged from the blood stains |
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All over my brain |
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Just another day |
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This killer train is riding down your way |
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I'm ****ing starting to unthread |
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These voices that's in my head |
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I got a romance with the dead |
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And sleeping in river beds |
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Damaging my organs |
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To me they just ain't important |
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I'm a different kind of breed |
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The one that don't even breathe |
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The one you ain't gotta feed |
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Just rob and take what I need |
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****in' product of the $uicide |
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****in' spawn of Satan |
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Cutting on my wrist |
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While these women fornicating |
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I'm debating to take my life |
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Forsaking by sacrafice |
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Mistaken for something nice |
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Pile of ashes is my final form |
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Got a roll of duct tape |
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And a rag soaked in chloroform |
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Flies swarm because my body's warm |
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Shatter the urn |
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See my blowing in the wind |
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Like a scattered storm |
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Grey matter splattered |
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In front of the corner store |
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Saw that when I was 14 |
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Walking around the 2nd ward |
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Send him to the 7th floor |
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Ended up with floor seats |
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To something I didn't want to see |
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Now that scene is in my head |
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Every time I go to sleep |
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When I dream I rest in peace |
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Knowing I'll be dead |
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Earth will be my final bed |
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Poison me with lead |
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Inject it into my ****ing head |
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Pressure Pressure |
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How do I dear deal with all this pressure |
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In my way |
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It's in my lungs |
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It's in my thoughts |
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It's in my brain |
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A guilty conscience some might say |
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I'm paranoid and locked away |
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A withering weed in the garden |
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That God wasn't suppose to save |
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(Locked up in an open grave) |
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Reading King James Bible |
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With a couple quotes erased |
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But kept the ones that made me smile |
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Do I really see everything for what it is |
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Or is it that I can't see anything |
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With such a bad case of denial |
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When I die then put my body in a boat |
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And light it on fire push me out to sea |
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And let the wind do what I mighta |
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No matter whatever I feel about anything |
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It wasn't until I burned all my bridges |
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It made my future brighter |
