Blanks in my pocket a wasteland in my head
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I wanna spit it out but it seems like everyone is dead
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Booby trap my mind and baby count to three
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I laugh at the dying horse I'm glad it wasn't me
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& now they wanna chance me
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Or maybe rearange me
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Like a power source - I'm a loaded gun
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I got no remorse - for the things I've done
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But my power slips away
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They locked me up for good today
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Science getting access to my brain
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Stiches in my head a bad fucking deal
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A pretty girl in white asks me how I feel
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The ball of confusion is rollin' down the lane
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Like a lethal injection¡¦¡¦.no more pain
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So what the hell did you expect
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Less than zero or a little respect
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But i'm goin' down in history
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I will dwell in misery
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The Zyko P insanity
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The zyko.p insanity
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