Tripinthehead

I can't stand this hate inside of me
Can't get a grip get a grip on reality
When this ain't the pain I'm used to, I just can't run away like I used to
I wake up with some gaps in my memory, open my eyes but there's blood all over me
It's just a dream I just don't want to stay, I look around but it just won't go away

I see the pieces, severed bloody pieces, a lunatic with a psychopath soul
I see the pieces, severed bloody pieces, and muthafucka I'm takin' control

Another look in the mind of a lunatic, and I admit it's enough to make a dog sick
I turn around and the pigs start shakin', load that fucker up , blast and turn to bacon
I can't help it, I just don't understand, what in my mind makes me want to kill another man
I turn around , I just don't want to stay, I can't see the light of another day

I see the pieces, severed bloody pieces, a lunatic with a psychopath soul
I see the pieces, severed bloody pieces, and muthafucka I'm takin' control

I'm not innocent, no I'm not innocent
I'm just crazy

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