| Have you ever felt the chains of life around your wrist
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| When it shoves the grenade right in your mouth then pulls the pin
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| And do you really know just what it’s like to never fucking sleep
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| Or what it’s like to remind yourself that the voices don’t pull the strings
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| They’re not real to you but they’re real to me
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| I know I’m spiraling
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| I’m just waiting to detonate
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| 3, 2, 1, boom!
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| Countdown to insanity
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| 3, 2, 1, boom!
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| Ignite the fuse and immolate
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| 3, 2, 1, boom!
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| I’ve got a mind like a mushroom cloud
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| I’ll either perish in the flames or be frozen in the fallout
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| Can someone sound the alarm?
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| Can someone sound the alarm?
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| This is not a test
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| This is not a test
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| I repeat, this is not a test
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| Does anyone hear the screaming
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| From the Trojan horse burning inside of my head?
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| If hell is really empty
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| Then maybe the demons found a home in there instead
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| They’re not real to you, but they’re real to me
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| And they set my mind ablaze every time that I detonate
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| 3, 2, 1, boom!
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| Countdown to insanity
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| 3, 2, 1, boom!
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| Ignite the fuse and immolate
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| 3, 2, 1, boom!
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| I’ve got a mind like a mushroom cloud
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| I’ll either perish in the flames or be frozen in the fallout
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| I am in control
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| But where do you hide
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| When the thoughts running through your mind trip?
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| Where do you hide
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| When the thoughts running through your head trip the landmine?
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| Boom!
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| Boom!
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| I’ve got a mind like a mushroom cloud
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| I’ve got a mind like a mushroom cloud
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| Boom! |