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Hello me, meet the real me
And my way of life
A dark black past is my
valued possession
Hindsight is always 20-20
But back it's still a bit fuzzy
of mutually assured destruction?
Nice story, tell it to Reader's Digest!
paranoid
True enemy or false friend?
Anxiety's 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 tame me
It gives me a headache
Thinking down to level
Yeah, just keep on thinking it's my fault
And an or two kicking distance
Mankind has got to know
His limitations
Feeling claustrophobic
Like the walls are closing in
stains on my hands
And I don't where I've been
I'm in for the things
I haven't got to yet
I'm sharpening the axe
And my palms are wet
Sweating bullets
Well, me, it's nice to myself
A credit to dementia
Some day you too will know my pain
And smile its tooth grin
If the war my head
Won't take a day off I'll be dead
My icy claw back
Here I again
Feeling paranoid
True enemy or false friend?
Anxiety's me
And my air is thin
you committed me...
Now you've acquitted me...
Claiming validity...
For your stupidity...
I'm chomping at the bit
I'm sharpening the axe
I come again
(Whoa)
Sweating bullets
And my way of life
A dark black past is my
valued possession
Hindsight is always 20-20
But back it's still a bit fuzzy
of mutually assured destruction?
Nice story, tell it to Reader's Digest!
paranoid
True enemy or false friend?
Anxiety's 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 tame me
It gives me a headache
Thinking down to level
Yeah, just keep on thinking it's my fault
And an or two kicking distance
Mankind has got to know
His limitations
Feeling claustrophobic
Like the walls are closing in
stains on my hands
And I don't where I've been
I'm in for the things
I haven't got to yet
I'm sharpening the axe
And my palms are wet
Sweating bullets
Well, me, it's nice to myself
A credit to dementia
Some day you too will know my pain
And smile its tooth grin
If the war my head
Won't take a day off I'll be dead
My icy claw back
Here I again
Feeling paranoid
True enemy or false friend?
Anxiety's me
And my air is thin
you committed me...
Now you've acquitted me...
Claiming validity...
For your stupidity...
I'm chomping at the bit
I'm sharpening the axe
I come again
(Whoa)
Sweating bullets
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