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That’s right. I would find such unusual paradoxes of tremendous appeal terribly
stimulating, if I were a sleuth
The explanation in every detail of a crime, before it’s been committed
Lady, you’re either on grass, or you’re pulling my leg
No. The problem is in your mind. It can’t accept the truth
If I can’t seem to get you out my mind
GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY FACE
If you don’t think that you will be alright
GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY FACE
If you could only see everything I’ve seen, you’d wanna die
Yeah, you’d wanna die
Lyrically I attack, physically I’m like an axe
Hang up the Mic, leave him for dead
Crack the speakers, lock your head
It ain’t apparent till blood is sheddin, a cannibal needs to be fed
Prime example of what you dread
Should’ve listened to what your parents said
And now you’re lying on your bed of death
And your last breath ain’t too far away
And you pray to see another day
But I’m in your dreams of your dismay
Embodied to society with a mind so corrupt
Got bodies from cemeteries dug up just to be fucked
Has your life sucked? Let’s do something about it
So what Hell’s overcrowded, there’s room for you don’t doubt it
Show me that you bout it, take the trigger, pull it
Come on eat a bullet, I bet you won’t do it
The casket is calling you, your soul has now fallen too
Your skin has a tint of blue
And you lost everything that you once knew
Hoping to walk through them gates
Hoping Heaven awaits
Hoping God has something to say Hoping it was a mistake
It’s been a long time, since I felt this pain inside
And I can’t believe it, I tried to force it down inside again
Yeah, I feel long, long time since I could say
Arrogance is the rule of the world these days
You got one chance to make your own path
Don’t fall a victim to the ones that say they don’t have
They’ll say you have nothing left
Working 9 to 5, get food for the kids
Don’t fall a victim to what they said
They’ll brainwash you, infect your head
Rather be dead than be another sheep
Be mislead by the lies and deceived by the keen
I’m ma never be liked, and never go commercial
When I bleed through and find ways to improve
And if it doesn’t work then I’ll have to kill you
Bloodshed fills the room
You’ll be custom to the reasons that I be killin you
It’s another damn day I woke up again
I’d rather be dead than looking forward to this shit
Gonna die, call doc Kevorkian to come kill me
I’d rather him kill me than have the slugs fill me
I wanna die, I’m so god damn depressed
As I’m carving these damn lyrics in to my fuckin chest
Keep refusing the truth
At this very precise moment
In some other distant town; horrendously awful things are happening;
Things that would shatter your imagination