| Where can I go they don’t want me no mo'
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| Where can I go they don’t want me no mo'
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| What if I plugged a screwdriver up into they guts
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| Would they mouths be laughin' at me or would they keep 'em shut
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| I’m running out of options and my patience now is thin
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| I’m goin' round and round I don’t know how to get out or how to get in
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| Where can I go they don’t want me no mo'
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| Where can I go they don’t want me no mo'
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| What if I bought a gun and shot a slug in they back
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| Would shit change for the better how would they all react
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| I’m running out of options and my patience now is thin
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| I’m racin' round and round can’t find the door some fuckin' body let me in
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| I I I I’m in the madness (Lost soul)
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| I’m deep within the madness
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| I I I I’m in the madness (Lost soul)
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| I’m deep within the madness
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| Where do I stand when I’m all on my own
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| Where do I stand when I’m all on my own
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| What if I drive a drive a butcher’s knife through the top of your head
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| Would you invite me to your parties make me your friend
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| I’m running out of options and my patience now is thin
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| I’m swingin' round and round I’m up and down and I’m back and fuckin' forth
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| again
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| Where do I stand when I’m all on my own
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| Where do I stand when I’m all on my own
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| What if I swung a bat and cracked your head of your neck
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| Would you then let me in and show me love and respect
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| I’m running out of options and my patience now is thin
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| I’m walkin' round and round in a parkin' lot with a knife and a note and a
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| loaded mac 10
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| I’m running out of options and my patience now is thin
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| I’m flippin' round and round and I’m up and down and I’m deep within the madness
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| Where do I stand when I’m all on my own I’m deep within the madness
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| Where do I stand when I’m all on my own and back and fuckin' forth again |