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