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Damn! |
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I see, catastrophe... |
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I feel a thousand that die, |
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Just for what I say, |
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I see, the ignorance... |
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I feel the ration around, |
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Must have slipped away, |
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Get with it! |
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I hear, the screams of pain, |
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Once again... |
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A muthafucker get shamed, |
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Well I can't, relate to me, |
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Things I've done... |
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I'm dealing with the pain, |
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[chorus] |
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Surface, something inside me, |
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Drives me, out of my mind, |
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Serving, something behind me, |
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(give it up, give it up, give it up) |
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The Freakshow! |
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I've done my time in jail, |
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I've been institutionalized, |
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Just for the simple fact, |
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I elevate my fuckin' mind, |
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I look into my past, |
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All that I've said and done, |
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All this it leads me back, |
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I'm another one, gotta get ready! |
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Pumping, the blood in my veins, |
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I lost control, |
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Like a runaway train, |
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Scared to death, of my own self, |
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Gotta cut my flesh, |
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Just to feel the pain, |
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[chorus] |
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I've done my time in jail, |
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I've been institutionalized, |
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You've got to change your life, |
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Close the door and lock the door behind you, |
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I look into my past, |
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All that I've said and done, |
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All this it leads me back, |
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I'm another one, gotta get ready! |
