Come on, come on, come on, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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You turn away when I come around
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I ain't even looked at you
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when I look at you , you look down
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look crazy, tell me who are you?
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I get this shit 'cause when I hear a sound
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Brooks, "Kill everybody"
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people talkin' in my head, I hear 'em screamin', want to shut 'em down
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and everyday I run away
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but I don't know where I'm goin'
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end up back where I stay
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givin' up, brain overflowin'
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disarray, pain, dismay
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I'm in a lot of pain, for sure
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I call my momma but she told me take a Tegritol and go away
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I write shit on the wall
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but it doesn't make any sense
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God's gonna kill you all
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If you are, no he isn't
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pop another Rispidol
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or maybe I should take four
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I put my head through a mirror and nobody seemed to care at all
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back from another bender
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but I don't know when I'm comin' off
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threw the T.V. through the window
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honey, can you turn it off?
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ask my girl, "where's my fuckin' dinner?"
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lucky I'm even here
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she told me, "make it for yourself!"
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and then she hit me with a blender
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Just because you're paranoid does not mean the whole world ain't against you
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if you had to stand alone I'd bet you'd bring a friend to keep you
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company, and I understand
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I'm scared as you are and
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I swear to god my mind's workin' against me
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killin' me, killin' me, killin' me, killin¡¯ me
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Chest tight, shallow breath, scared to death, cottonmouth
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nervous, takin¡¯ sweaters and devils¡¯ inside me kickin¡¯ his way outta me
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lie to me, tell me I¡¯m normal and beggin¡¯ me
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and now could it be the way I¡¯m livin¡¯
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I got me thinkin¡¯ everybody¡¯s after me, so casually
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these strangers be starin¡¯ when they passin¡¯ me
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and I get the feeling they know I only work half the week
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and I¡¯m just waitin¡¯ for one of these sorry son of a bitches to laugh at me
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so I can let the demon preceed and bleed
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I¡¯ve been geekin¡¯ 3 weeks and I need some peace
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this razzamatazz and pizzazz, has like I¡¯m Alcatraz
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dire for getting me higher, shows like the wires on my tires
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having a panic attack in the back of a Cadillac on crack
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what¡¯s the fact, what the fuck, how to act
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I¡¯m feelin¡¯ stuck, what if it fades to black
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Just because you're paranoid does not mean the whole world ain't against you
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if you had to stand alone I'd bet you'd bring a friend to keep you
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company, and I understand
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I'm scared as you are and
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I swear to god my mind's workin' against me
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killin' me, killin' me, killin' me, killin¡¯ me
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But I really gotta wonder why
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your head is in the way
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no matter what I do I can¡¯t die
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I¡¯ll try it anyway
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no matter what I do I ain¡¯t high
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speed, Special-K
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so I¡¯m coppin¡¯ me a bird and stick it in my mouth¡¦bye, bye
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Brookie, don¡¯t do that
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that¡¯s what I¡¯m shootin¡¯ for
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or at least get it on that
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record label whore
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before you do that
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just release the album
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so we can make a million dollars off you just to buy a Cadillac
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Just because you're paranoid does not mean the whole world ain't against you
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if you had to stand alone I'd bet you'd bring a friend to keep you
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company, and I understand
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I'm scared as you are and
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I swear to god my mind's workin' against me
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killin' me, killin' me, killin' me, killin¡¯ me
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Just because you're paranoid does not mean the whole world ain't against you
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if you had to stand alone I'd bet you'd bring a friend to keep you
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company, and I understand
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I'm scared as you are man
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I swear to god my mind's workin' against me
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killin' me, killin' me, killin' me, killin¡¯ me
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Please release this fear from me
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wherefore art thou sanity?
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bleeding joy, I have no skin
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turn off the noise, I¡¯m cavin¡¯ in
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I cry and pray, I lay awake
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could someone please just make it go away
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Just because you're paranoid does not mean the whole world ain't against you
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if you had to stand alone I'd bet you'd bring a friend to keep you
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company, and I understand
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I'm scared as you are and
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I swear to god my mind's workin' against me
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killin' me, killin' me, killin' |