i can't stand this hate inside of me
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can't get a grip get a grip on reality
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when this ain't the pain i'm used to, i just can't run away like i used to
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i wake up with some gaps in my memory, open my eyes but there's blood all over me
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it's just a dream i just don't wanna stay, i look around but it just won't go away
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i see the pieces, severed bloody pieces, a lunatic with a psychopath soul
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i see the pieces, severed bloody pieces,and muthafucka i'm takin' control
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another look in the mind of a lunatic, and i admit it's enough to make a dog sick
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i turn around and the pigs start shakin', load that fucker up, blast and turn to bacon
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i can't help it, i just don't understand, what in my mind makes me wanna kill another man
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i turn around, i just don't wanna stay, i can't see the light of another day
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i see the pieces, severed bloody pieces, a lunatic with a psychopath soul
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i see the pieces, severed bloody pieces,and muthafucka i'm takin' control
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i'm not innocent, no i'm not innocent
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i'm just crazy
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primer fifty-five
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Tripinthehead
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| Primer 55 |
