| I went to bed next to her but she wouldn’t there
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| Took off my hands all worse so I cut off all my hair
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| Took a bath with no water 'cause it said it wouldn’t float
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| So here I sit in the tub all lathered in soap
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| When I sliped in when the sink started with the laughing
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| And the toilet was so pathetic like «Ohh what happened?»
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| I can’t believe it because it can’t be real
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| Hallucinations of a dream can’t determine how I feel
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| I see strange things with my 3rd eye
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| Old dead betty stopped by to say hi
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| Dead dear hand’s on the ledge «Hey don’t pledge»
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| «Deadly gas to the alley» is what they said
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| Black tar drips from the ceiling and pills of paint
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| So I smashed head first from the wall for my escape
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| I ain’t seeing straight the wall was just a window
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| Hallucinate the days blood pouring out the temple
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| Hallucinations
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| (I'm seeing shit on the wall)
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| Why don’t you go away
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| Hallucinations
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| (Things all over the floor)
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| Where will I go tonight
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| Hallucinations
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| (All up in the air)
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| Why don’t you go away
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| Hallucinations
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| (Things all over the floor)
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| Where will I go tonight
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| I’m seeing shit crawl on the wall I slap myself
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| Pictures melt down and drip off the shelf
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| Shadows come along I close my eye’s and try to relax
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| Sitting in my living room next to a nest
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| Red beads are growing up out of my carpet
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| I try to leave the house but saw devil at target
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| I don’t know what’s real my head is sick and polluted
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| Only thing left for me to do now is shoot it
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| Your honor I swear I didn’t murder that man
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| I had to choke the demons I’ve seen living up inside of him
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| I don’t know what’s going on maybe the extension drug usage
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| No it can’t be, even as a youngster I see shit
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| Swinging on devil’s dissapear leaving holes in wall’s
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| Running together trap to burn down the garage
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| I’m beyond the verge of insanity I’ve lost my patience
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| I’m taking all this shit it really can’t be hallucinations
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| All I gotta' do is remember that everything I’m seeing is a level of hallucinate
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| The devil got me bleeding from the brain again
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| As I remain the lock change the room sway’s the tail spin’s
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| Windows speak in tongues, living in a glass house
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| Standing with my axe out
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| Hoping that the fire touch it don’t burn
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| In a straight jacket for a week now when will I learn |