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Hello me ... Meet the real me |
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And my misfits way of life |
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A dark black past is my |
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Most valued possessions |
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Hindsight is always 20-20 |
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But looking back it's still a bit fuzzy |
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Speak of mutually assured destruction? |
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Nice story ... Tell it to Reader's Digest !!! |
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Feeling paranoid |
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True enemy or false friend? |
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Anxiety's attacking me, and |
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My air is getting thin |
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I'm in trouble for the things |
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I haven't got to yet |
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I'm chomping at the bit and my |
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Palms are getting wet, sweating bullets |
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Hello me ... It's me again |
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You can subdue, but never tame me |
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It gives me a migraine headache |
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Thinking down to your level |
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Yea, just keep on thinking it's my fault |
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And stay an inch or two outta kicking distance |
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Mankind has got to know |
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His limitations |
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Feeling claustrophobic |
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Like the walls are closing in |
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Blood stains on my hands and |
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I don't know where I've been |
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I'm in trouble for the things |
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I haven't got to yet |
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I'm sharpening the axe, and my |
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Palms are getting wet, sweating bullets |
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Well, me ... It's nice talking to myself |
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A credit to dementia |
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Some day you too will know my pain |
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And smile its blacktooth grin |
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If the war inside my head |
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Won't take a day off I'll be dead |
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My icy fingers claw your back |
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Here I come again |
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Feeling paranoid |
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True enemy or false friend? |
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Anxiety's attacking me, and |
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And my air is getting thin |
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Feeling claustrophobic |
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Like the walls are closing in |
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Blood stains on my hands and |
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I don't know where I've been |
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Once you committed me |
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Now you've acquited me |
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Claiming validity |
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For your stupidity |
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I'm chomping at the bit |
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I'm sharpening the axe |
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Here I come again, whoa! |
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Sweating bullets |