i don't have a lot to say because i lose my mind each day
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so lock me in a padded room, straight up, straight out
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straight jacket doom
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goin' nuts, insane you see this padded room so leave me be
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this padded room here all the time. cause you see
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I lost my mind
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I bust a nut an lost a bolt, now you know my lifes on hold
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cause all these doctors think im crazy, but all thi shit it doesn't please me
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oh yeah , imgonna lose it now, can't stop me no way , no how
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there's a word, i hink its zonkers, all these people think im BONKERS
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Society is smothering me, this place is where people fuck quietly
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and they have bland orgasms, suburbia is so beautiful
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expansive green lawns for expensive white people
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and that mailman he smiles and says hello
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(i just wanna roll his ass)
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you wanna know why?
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cause now are the days you've got to be crazed
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you've gotta live your life your own way
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I'd really like to run away, go out and have some fun and play
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but i'm still locked in this padded room
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with this world's fucked up, shitty gloom
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competition sucks, you see this padded room is killing me
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this padded room, i'm here to die. just tripped out
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no reason why
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I pound a spike and lose a screw
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my brains scrambled
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nothing you can do
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be great to play while someone pays me, not called bonkers its called LAZY
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i'll stand up and take a bow what do you think of me now?
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there's a word i think its zonkers,
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all these clones they say i'm
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BONKERS!
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Bonkers
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| The Suicide Machines |
