| Life ain’t shit, yours or mine
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| In god it’s time, I gotta find myself
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| Through all this madness
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| Manic depression and sadness
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| I want a way out, I want a better route
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| Voices in my head, I wanna let em out
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| I get so pissed off, when shit ain’t going right
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| It gets tight
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| I’m trapped in here
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| The only friend I got is my enemy and he’s in the mirror
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| I gotta deal with the tension
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| The shit get’s so deep, I dont go to sleep
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| Bullshit and hell on earth
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| I ask myself, how much is my life worth?
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| I’m thinkin bout god
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| In god we trust, but I can’t trust him
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| Before I die, the one thing I wanna do
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| Is have my cake and eat it too
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| I was born in sin, I guess I’m born again
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| From this life I was torn to get born again
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| It’s all fucked up… I think my minds blowin up
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| If you can just, get yo mind together
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| If you can just, get yo mind together
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| I said I gotta get my head together
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| But my head ain’t together yet
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| I’m thinkin no sweat
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| Don’t push me 'cause I’m close to the edge
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| I’d rather jump off the ledge myself
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| Symptoms of insanity, might as well do it
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| Ain’t nothin to it but to do it
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| I’m comin down off a bad trip
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| LSD, I got’s the acid
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| Life ain’t nothin but a riddle
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| Deaths on the other side
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| I’m kinda stuck in the middle
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| Can I get a little or alot
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| Can I say a prayer, your religion’s all you got
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| I know what I’m supposed to know
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| But I dont know when I gotta go I gotta go
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| Somebodys callin me
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| You see what I’m sayin 'cause I’m sayin what you see
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| I can’t walk alone, I’m in the Twilight Zone
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| They told me Jesus was a clone
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| I dont read the bible
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| Because it’s all about survival
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| So I get my rifle and get trifled
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| It’s all fucked up… I think my minds blowin up
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| If you can just, get yo mind together
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| If you can just, get yo mind together
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| I take time out to smell the shit
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| All the shit, all this shit I can’t deal with
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| And if I deal with it, then I get ill with it
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| I’m kinda still with it, but I stay reel with it
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| I can’t get caught up, trouble’s my mind thought up
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| Dr. Jekyl and Mr. Hyde’s back brought up
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| Some people tell me that I’m way outta line
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| I step back and touch their heads and blow their minds
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| I feel I’m ill, I feel I’m reel
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| I feel I’m dead, I feel I died, but I’m alive still
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| The only problem I have is life, living
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| But I dont sweat it, I dont regret it
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| Give what I’m giving, test me and you’ll fail
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| Follow in my footsteps and walk the bloody trail
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| How much is my life worth on a scale
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| From one to ten, can’t win for lose and lose to win
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| I can’t begin to tell you how it’s fucked up
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| I think my minds blowin up
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| If you can just, get yo mind together
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| If you can just, get yo mind together |