| I’m alone, I’m holding my chrome
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| And I have become
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| The only one that sees what is really there
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| I hate that I’m scared, but who really cares?
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| I tell 'em and for me all they have is blank stares
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| And I can just see it now, me jumpin' off the stage right into the crowd
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| I beat the shit out of a kid and when I got backstage
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| I licked the blood off my hands that I took from his face
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| I start to thinkin': why did I just do that?
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| I got a demon on my shoulder, ain’t no monkey on my back
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| And this demon’s with my now, she’s writing these rhymes
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| And only time will tell if I can put her in hell
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| And it’s swell
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| People tell me I’m so lucky
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| Six of the hottest bitches waitin' to fuck me
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| And I feel pathetic
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| And the thing’s that’s odd — maybe another vicodin will bring me closer to God
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| I cannot — Get ahold of myself
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| Just cannot — Get ahold of myself
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| I cannot — Get ahold of myself
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| I have lost control of myself
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| I’m afraid of the dark and I’m afraid of the light
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| And I’m afraid that I might’ve killed a motherfucker last night
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| I don’t know, I’m just somehow bloody
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| Feels like I just stuck somebody
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| Bad dreams, I’m crippled in the forehead
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| I gotta be. |
| It takes up a lot of me
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| You probably need a lobotomy (right)
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| Lookin' in the mirror I scare the shit outta me
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| And I finally can’t afford no pills
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| Layin' in the dark, sweatin' out night chills
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| Night spills into the dawn
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| Blood spills into the lawn
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| I don’t wanna go any place anymore
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| Don’t nobody care about a dumb dead shitty whore
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| It’s just me, myself, and I
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| At war with each other until we die
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| You, you belong to me (it's just me, myself, and I, at war with each other
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| until we die)
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| I forever own your sanity (it's just me, myself, and I, at war with each other
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| until we die)
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| I feel it in my chest and I can’t breathe
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| Don’t know what the fuck I need
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| I try to take all my pills, til they all was gone
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| It’s just me and myself don’t really get along
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| I feel it in my head and I can’t see
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| Start trippin' when the world comes fallin' on me
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| I got a pain and it spreads through my head
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| Make friends? |
| Man, I’d rather just kill you instead
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| And then nothin' -
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| I’m gonna be alright
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| If nobody takes me out than how can my own mind?
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| I’m gonna fight this, I’m gonna get somebody close
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| To keep me out of comatose
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| But then it starts up
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| I try takin' a breath
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| Please, God, keep me away from death
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| My life, I can’t see bein' a very long ride
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| Insanity won the fight so I’ll die tonight
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| I cannot — Get ahold of myself
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| Just cannot — Get ahold of myself
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| I cannot — Get ahold of myself
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| I have lost control of myself
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| Boom! |
| It’s been four years of decline
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| The mind can’t exist alone on rewind
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| But nothin' happens anymore to me
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| Nothin' that I wanna store as a memory
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| Livin' alone, hidin' in the back room
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| Four times a day a run the vacuum
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| It’s dirt outside tryin' to make it’s way in
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| I gives a fuck if you feel what I’m sayin'
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| I’m over-powered in the head by emotions
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| A terrifying sadness with panic explosions
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| I tried prayin', but I conjured a demon
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| It’s head popped outta my chest and started screamin'
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| «You, you belong to me!»
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| I tried prayin', but I conjured a demon
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| It’s head popped outta my chest and started screamin'
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| «I forever own your sanity»
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| I tried prayin', but I conjured a demon.
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| I cannot — Get ahold of myself
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| Just cannot — Get ahold of myself
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| I cannot — Get ahold of myself
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| I have lost control of myself |