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Hello me, meet the me
And my misfits way of life
A dark black past is my
valued possession
is always 20-20
But looking back it's a bit fuzzy
Speak of mutually assured destruction?
story, tell it to Reader's Digest!
Feeling paranoid
True enemy or false friend?
Anxiety's attacking me
And my air is getting thin
I'm in trouble for the things
I haven't got to yet
I'm chomping at the bit
And my are getting wet
Sweating bullets
me, it's me again
You can subdue, but never tame me
It gives me a migraine headache
Thinking to your level
Yeah, keep on it's my fault
And stay an inch or two outta kicking distance
has got to know
His limitations
Feeling claustrophobic
Like the walls are closing in
Blood on my hands
And I don't I've been
I'm in for the things
I haven't got to yet
I'm sharpening the axe
And my palms are getting wet
Sweating bullets
Well, me, it's nice to myself
A credit to dementia
Some day you too will know my pain
And smile its tooth grin
If the war my head
Won't a day off I'll be dead
My icy back
Here I come again
Feeling paranoid
True enemy or false friend?
Anxiety's me
And my air is thin
you me...
Now you've acquitted me...
Claiming validity...
For your stupidity...
I'm chomping at the bit
I'm the axe
Here I come again
(Whoa)
Sweating bullets
And my misfits way of life
A dark black past is my
valued possession
is always 20-20
But looking back it's a bit fuzzy
Speak of mutually assured destruction?
story, tell it to Reader's Digest!
Feeling paranoid
True enemy or false friend?
Anxiety's attacking me
And my air is getting thin
I'm in trouble for the things
I haven't got to yet
I'm chomping at the bit
And my are getting wet
Sweating bullets
me, it's me again
You can subdue, but never tame me
It gives me a migraine headache
Thinking to your level
Yeah, keep on it's my fault
And stay an inch or two outta kicking distance
has got to know
His limitations
Feeling claustrophobic
Like the walls are closing in
Blood on my hands
And I don't I've been
I'm in for the things
I haven't got to yet
I'm sharpening the axe
And my palms are getting wet
Sweating bullets
Well, me, it's nice to myself
A credit to dementia
Some day you too will know my pain
And smile its tooth grin
If the war my head
Won't a day off I'll be dead
My icy back
Here I come again
Feeling paranoid
True enemy or false friend?
Anxiety's me
And my air is thin
you me...
Now you've acquitted me...
Claiming validity...
For your stupidity...
I'm chomping at the bit
I'm the axe
Here I come again
(Whoa)
Sweating bullets
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