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me, the real me
And my misfits way of life
A dark black past is my
Most possession
is 20-20
But looking back it's a bit fuzzy
Speak of assured destruction?
Nice story, it to Reader's Digest!
Feeling paranoid
True enemy or friend?
Anxiety's attacking me
And my air is thin
I'm in trouble for the things
I haven't got to yet
I'm chomping at the bit
And my palms are getting wet
bullets
Hello me, it's me again
You can subdue, but tame me
It me a migraine headache
Thinking down to your level
Yeah, just keep on thinking it's my fault
And stay an inch or two outta distance
Mankind has got to know
His limitations
Feeling claustrophobic
Like the are closing in
stains on my hands
And I don't know where I've been
I'm in trouble for the things
I haven't got to yet
I'm the axe
And my palms are getting wet
Sweating bullets
Well, me, it's nice talking to myself
A credit to dementia
day you too will know my pain
And smile its black tooth grin
If the war my head
Won't take a day off I'll be dead
My icy fingers claw back
I come again
Feeling paranoid
True enemy or false friend?
Anxiety's me
And my air is thin
Once you committed me...
Now you've acquitted me...
validity...
For your stupidity...
I'm chomping at the bit
I'm the axe
Here I again
(Whoa)
Sweating bullets
And my misfits way of life
A dark black past is my
Most possession
is 20-20
But looking back it's a bit fuzzy
Speak of assured destruction?
Nice story, it to Reader's Digest!
Feeling paranoid
True enemy or friend?
Anxiety's attacking me
And my air is thin
I'm in trouble for the things
I haven't got to yet
I'm chomping at the bit
And my palms are getting wet
bullets
Hello me, it's me again
You can subdue, but tame me
It me a migraine headache
Thinking down to your level
Yeah, just keep on thinking it's my fault
And stay an inch or two outta distance
Mankind has got to know
His limitations
Feeling claustrophobic
Like the are closing in
stains on my hands
And I don't know where I've been
I'm in trouble for the things
I haven't got to yet
I'm the axe
And my palms are getting wet
Sweating bullets
Well, me, it's nice talking to myself
A credit to dementia
day you too will know my pain
And smile its black tooth grin
If the war my head
Won't take a day off I'll be dead
My icy fingers claw back
I come again
Feeling paranoid
True enemy or false friend?
Anxiety's me
And my air is thin
Once you committed me...
Now you've acquitted me...
validity...
For your stupidity...
I'm chomping at the bit
I'm the axe
Here I again
(Whoa)
Sweating bullets
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