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[Intro x2] |
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My mind goes mad |
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Goes mad |
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My mind goes mad |
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[Verse 1: Monoxide] |
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Well I seem to cross the line again |
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Six shots of clear patron and a big head full of vicodin |
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I got a fight within myself |
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And I know I gotta look beyond gettin' help |
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Ain't nobody looking to give it to me, well |
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When it's all done, I'm probably going to hell |
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And I wanna make sure the story they're gonna tell is |
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I'm a real nut coming outta my shell |
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And I wanna live free, where the freek shows dwell |
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And I can't believe that I'll be so felt |
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That my 16's are bereavin' dealt |
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To the unseen eye like a bling on belly |
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To the mind I'm just so evil that I |
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Gotta keep my brain in lockdown |
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it Don't really matter cause I'm outta |
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Patience, frustrations, keep chasing sensations |
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Keep filling with hatred, I don't think I'll make it |
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Can anybody take another look at what I'm tellin' |
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Maybe they can find a book or somethin', give another answer |
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Tellin' 'em I'm just a crazy bastard, psycho with his hat on backwards |
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Sure I'm killin' the beat but I'd rather go kill on the street |
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My sanity is obsolete, I got blood stains all on my teeth |
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From eatin' the weak, you can see it drip every time I speak |
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Somebody better get 'em up out of my reach |
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'Fore my brain tells me that it's time to eat |
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And my mind goes mad like I'm out for heat |
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[Hook x2] |
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I'm goin' crazy! (Outta my mind) |
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Somebody save me! (Before I cross the line, tryin' to) |
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Break me! (I can feel it inside) |
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And I just can't get away |
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[Verse 2: Jamie Madrox] |
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Anxiety, my mind screamin' "Die for me!" |
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All the while I know there is light |
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So inside of me it has tried to be |
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Better then I ever thought I would try to be |
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And I try to speak but my words always followed by apologies |
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And that's probably the root reason my tendencies, they devour me |
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Like addiction, it callows me like a dog on a short chain |
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Real big, black heart but a small brain |
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Feelin' like a million bucks but I'm small change |
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Gotta few shorts in my mainframes while I maintain (insane!) |
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Look inside the window, your in my eyes, on my mind |
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Never try, then the vessel of the body would of died |
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And if it wasn't for my pride I wouldn't have to divide |
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A need to split sides and how I fantasize behind the face I hide |
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And mix it with suicide and resurrect, revive |
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And still keep it alive like breathe in, breathe out |
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Try to calm down, take the gun out of my mouth |
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Shoulda, woulda, coulda but never uttered the words |
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I'm quick to break wings, two birds and one brick or one stone |
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He didn't ever wanna be alone, I'm too far gone |
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Drunk and on a telephone, and talking to dial tones |
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"Just looking to say hello, a million miles from home |
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So I'm in a better zone, I let go in slowmo |
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Hello madness, all that wants it seems to unfold" |
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My mind goes sick shit, faucet up on the walls |
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Like I'm Michael Jackson rehabing addiction, sick science fiction |
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Lost in a dream as I transport thoughts like Kurt did in a white tee |
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[Hook x4] |