Now can you hear the cling-clang of my ball and chain gang?
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The sound of heavy metal that tastes like cellophone
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Collapsing every vein like umbrellas in heavy rain
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My passion is pain
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I do dirt to bury shame
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I'm victimized an instituion's no solution
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A place where you're defenseless and guilt's the prosecution
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Where necks are bound into slipknots of shallow souls
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Walking narrow roads to be hung frok gallows poles
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Nobody knows me success has exposed me
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To narrow-minded souls with goals to overthrow me
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Suppose that i chose to live my life low-key
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Would you act like you could teach
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When there is nothing you can show me
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Don't you understand i'm the head of the class
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A straight - A student not regretting the past
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[CHORUS:]
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You see i'm ok now but i dont think it will last
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Because reality is something i can't seem to grasp
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Candy-coated pain is like a ball and chain
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Pulling me closer to death, i feel closer to death now
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Candy-coated pain is like a ball and chain
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We only dig deeper by running away
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It's deeper than what it looks like
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We never got an equal shot so we took mics
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Packed the candy-coated pain in the first pipe
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That said my name and the candy-coated pain is the worst type
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You got it nice my every day is like your worst night
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The world is digging in my wounds screaming out i bet it hurts right?
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But it hurts more i got regrets but
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i'm glad i took the prize behind the fisrt door
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What's the hurt for?
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Everybody hungers peace but they thirst war
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It's crazy i'm not complaining because i probably would have tried better
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And if the people that i trusted weren't lie tellers
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So keep your candy-coated pain to make the vibe better
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Now all the songs i'm writing sound like suicide letters
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[Repeat CHORUS]
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Guilty or innocent whatever pick the verdict
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Sometimes a perfect picture's not so perfect
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Thought i could reverse the mixture it isn't worth it
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Because my life seems to work no matter how bad curse it
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I only know a little but i feel so much
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The pain brings me down but it reveals the rush
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See i got my arms up just to shield the dust
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Because i lust for the things i can't seem to touch
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Arrest me if i follow you
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You congest me i'm so hollow from your gift
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You infect me when i cut you
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Still the same still insane
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I think i love you
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(But fuck you)
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[Repeat CHORUS]
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Candy Coated
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| Crazy Town |
