| Demons surround me all the time
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| Demons surround me all the time
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| Demons surround me all the time
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| Now pick up your psychic line
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| Now pick up your psychic line
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| Nobody believes
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| Nobody believes
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| Nobody believes me, even my baby girl
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| See I was raised up on that ouija in my crazy world
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| Better take it easy
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| Outta my mind, outta my mind
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| Outta my mind, outta my brains, brains
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| 7th Sign time, in a line, shine, fin to bye-bye, die die, bang bang
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| Hit 'em with that woo-woo, and that flip-flop flown-n-low
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| Steady as we roll
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| Maybe you don’t know, oh
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| Get away for safety, in a coma like state, invade me
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| Everyone say: «Hey, hey, he’s crazy»
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| Premonitions, keep pushin' daisies
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| Wait, they chase to slay me
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| Paranoid, mortal to the paranormal, jumpin' out portals
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| Kinetical energy formal in the global get warmer
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| Mormons may mourn, may Messiahs be born, torn in the purgatory
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| Sworn to violence, silence, word my bond
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| Get ya story on, call me, saw me in the army gatherin' in harmony
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| Hardly in all we be so salty
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| Demons surround me all the time
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| Demons surround me all the time
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| Now pick up your psychic line
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| Now pick up your psychic line
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| Talk to the walkin' dead, crossroads, call on the Rev., lost souls
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| And I’m off in a coffin' tossin' my memoirs, oh no
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| In the closet, come open the door, what do you see?
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| A funeral
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| Usually closest to kosher 'til I see some loved ones, don’t go
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| Get it crucial, pick up the psychic line
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| Future to before time in the sinister mind of spiritual wicked
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| Intertwined with weak souls, come kick it
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| Written, rewind, get it, look out, hit it, rise
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| Dig it, wig out, feel it, ride
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| Mimic, die
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| Nigga, fly
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| Boom bye-bye
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| My kind in time, 7th Sign, 7th Sign (7th Sign)
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| Time after time get mine, gon' get mine
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| Pick up the phone line, pick up the phone line
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| Ready for truth on the loose?
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| Got a dime or two and I’m liable to tell you, only if you know, wooo
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| He flew right bye you, true
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| Demons follow and resume from the womb in the tomb
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| I fool you, boom, boom, boom
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| B-b-b-boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom
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| Demons surround me all the time |