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Hello me, meet the real me
And my way of life
A black past is my
Most valued possession
is always 20-20
But back it's still a bit fuzzy
Speak of mutually assured destruction?
Nice 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 for the things
I haven't got to yet
I'm at the bit
And my are getting wet
bullets
Hello me, it's me again
You can subdue, but tame me
It gives me a migraine headache
Thinking to 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 walls are in
stains on my hands
And I don't know I've been
I'm in trouble for the things
I haven't got to yet
I'm sharpening the axe
And my 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 its tooth grin
If the war inside my head
Won't take a day off I'll be dead
My icy fingers claw back
Here I come again
Feeling paranoid
True or false friend?
Anxiety's attacking me
And my air is thin
you committed me...
Now you've acquitted me...
Claiming validity...
For your stupidity...
I'm chomping at the bit
I'm sharpening the axe
I come again
(Whoa)
Sweating bullets
And my way of life
A black past is my
Most valued possession
is always 20-20
But back it's still a bit fuzzy
Speak of mutually assured destruction?
Nice 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 for the things
I haven't got to yet
I'm at the bit
And my are getting wet
bullets
Hello me, it's me again
You can subdue, but tame me
It gives me a migraine headache
Thinking to 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 walls are in
stains on my hands
And I don't know I've been
I'm in trouble for the things
I haven't got to yet
I'm sharpening the axe
And my 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 its tooth grin
If the war inside my head
Won't take a day off I'll be dead
My icy fingers claw back
Here I come again
Feeling paranoid
True or false friend?
Anxiety's attacking me
And my air is thin
you committed me...
Now you've acquitted me...
Claiming validity...
For your stupidity...
I'm chomping at the bit
I'm sharpening the axe
I come again
(Whoa)
Sweating bullets
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