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Hello me, the real me
And my misfits way of life
A dark is my
Most valued possession
Hindsight is 20-20
But back it's still a bit fuzzy
Speak of mutually assured destruction?
story, tell it to Reader's Digest!
Feeling paranoid
enemy or false friend?
Anxiety's attacking me
And my air is getting thin
I'm in trouble for the things
I haven't got to yet
I'm chomping at the bit
And my palms are getting wet
Sweating bullets
Hello me, it's me again
You can subdue, but never tame me
It me a migraine headache
to your level
Yeah, keep on thinking it's my fault
And stay an inch or two outta distance
Mankind has got to know
His limitations
claustrophobic
Like the walls are closing in
stains on my hands
And I don't 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
bullets
Well, me, it's nice talking to myself
A to dementia
Some day you too will know my pain
And smile its black tooth grin
If the war inside my head
Won't take a day off I'll be dead
My icy claw back
I come again
Feeling paranoid
enemy or false friend?
Anxiety's attacking me
And my air is thin
Once you committed me...
Now you've me...
validity...
For your stupidity...
I'm chomping at the bit
I'm the axe
Here I come again
(Whoa)
Sweating bullets
And my misfits way of life
A dark is my
Most valued possession
Hindsight is 20-20
But back it's still a bit fuzzy
Speak of mutually assured destruction?
story, tell it to Reader's Digest!
Feeling paranoid
enemy or false friend?
Anxiety's attacking me
And my air is getting thin
I'm in trouble for the things
I haven't got to yet
I'm chomping at the bit
And my palms are getting wet
Sweating bullets
Hello me, it's me again
You can subdue, but never tame me
It me a migraine headache
to your level
Yeah, keep on thinking it's my fault
And stay an inch or two outta distance
Mankind has got to know
His limitations
claustrophobic
Like the walls are closing in
stains on my hands
And I don't 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
bullets
Well, me, it's nice talking to myself
A to dementia
Some day you too will know my pain
And smile its black tooth grin
If the war inside my head
Won't take a day off I'll be dead
My icy claw back
I come again
Feeling paranoid
enemy or false friend?
Anxiety's attacking me
And my air is thin
Once you committed me...
Now you've me...
validity...
For your stupidity...
I'm chomping at the bit
I'm the axe
Here I come again
(Whoa)
Sweating bullets
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