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me, meet the real me
And my misfits way of life
A dark past is my
possession
Hindsight is always 20-20
But back it's a bit fuzzy
Speak of mutually assured destruction?
Nice story, it to Reader's Digest!
Feeling paranoid
True enemy or false 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 never tame me
It me a headache
Thinking to your level
Yeah, on it's my fault
And stay an inch or two outta kicking distance
Mankind has got to know
His limitations
Feeling claustrophobic
Like the walls are closing in
Blood 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 sharpening the axe
And my are wet
Sweating bullets
Well, me, it's nice talking to myself
A credit 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 fingers claw your back
Here I again
Feeling paranoid
True enemy or false friend?
Anxiety's me
And my air is thin
you me...
Now you've me...
Claiming validity...
For stupidity...
I'm chomping at the bit
I'm sharpening the axe
Here I come again
(Whoa)
Sweating bullets
And my misfits way of life
A dark past is my
possession
Hindsight is always 20-20
But back it's a bit fuzzy
Speak of mutually assured destruction?
Nice story, it to Reader's Digest!
Feeling paranoid
True enemy or false 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 never tame me
It me a headache
Thinking to your level
Yeah, on it's my fault
And stay an inch or two outta kicking distance
Mankind has got to know
His limitations
Feeling claustrophobic
Like the walls are closing in
Blood 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 sharpening the axe
And my are wet
Sweating bullets
Well, me, it's nice talking to myself
A credit 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 fingers claw your back
Here I again
Feeling paranoid
True enemy or false friend?
Anxiety's me
And my air is thin
you me...
Now you've me...
Claiming validity...
For stupidity...
I'm chomping at the bit
I'm sharpening the axe
Here I come again
(Whoa)
Sweating bullets
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