My mind is flyin' round, still pulsing from the sound, oh yeah
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Forgot to lock the gate, close the book and seal my fate, oh yeah
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Gotta get back to that one place within my mind
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Inject the vein and count to ten and die
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And just forget that I'm alive
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I'm not going anywhere
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I may look a little worse for the wear
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But I'm not going anywhere
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Didn't mean to set things back, felt the pressure made me crack, oh
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yeah
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The blood flow just grinds to a screeching halt
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Gimme, gimme shock treatment and first degree assault
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Why don't you tell me it's my fault?
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Our minds are still blank, dying from the heat
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It hypnotizes, tranquilizes, carryin' the beat
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The lines sound too rehearsed, they're jumping on the train
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We're carrying the dying soldier, icing up his brain. Pain!
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I'm Not Going Anywhere
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Agent 51 |