| Mixed up and I’m so confused
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| I’m getting aggravated with a really short fuse
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| And I’m having a conversating to show my cooperation
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| They drag me to the station
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| And they ask me about the time and place and
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| I think they know I did it
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| The evidence shows I did it
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| They keep on asking me for the body
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| But I forget where I hid it
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| I get these black out spells
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| And I don’t remember much
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| But I’m always at the police station
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| Every time that I wake up
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| They’re yelling louder now
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| The night has turned to dawn
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| They said if I don’t know him
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| How the fuck did I have his sweater on
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| They handed me a folder
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| And told me to look inside
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| These pictures had me in them
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| And they put me at the scene of the crime
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| And when I touched them all
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| These visions came flashing back
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| And I can see me standing behind
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| I’m about to swing an axe
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| And when he falls
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| I see my body collapse
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| And now that’s all I remember
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| I’m just stating the facts
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| Change me, never wanna hate me
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| All are gonna pray for the day that our worlds collide
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| Save me
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| We like to keep it crazy ruthless 'til it blows your brain
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| We’re not the average and that’s why the call us strange
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| Change me, hate me
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| Oh the way the body reacts
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| Sometimes as if there is no relaxing
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| See the reaction, feel the impulse
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| That runs through the body and stumbles across
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| It crept inside of my head
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| And a holy man pulled it up out of my mind
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| Thinking of loving and constantly hating
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| Consuming us all the time
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| I’m worse if no better with pages and letters
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| That change into words and become angel feathers
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| I past upon broken wings hoping the open
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| Then giving them wings to fly
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| Away to the sky for a new piece of mind
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| A chance to move forward while falling behind
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| The time to get right, no more just getting by
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| Do or do not, there’s no reason to try
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| Let it subside, I’m letting you know
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| That things get mixed up like an antidote
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| Take control of your body and soul
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| And swipe it all for miracles
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| And even if your mind’s confused
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| Then this is what you need to do
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| You need to get that mixed up feeling
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| Upside and from out of you
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| I fell to the earth and got back up
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| And shook that shit off eagerly
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| I took a step and jumped to the heavens
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| But my ups are humanly
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| Angelie to the center
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| But surrounded by society
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| And all the while and everyone
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| Is watching me so quietly
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| Change me, never wanna hate me
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| All are gonna pray for the day that our worlds collide
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| Save me
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| We like to keep it crazy ruthless 'til it blows your brain
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| We’re not the average and that’s why the call us strange
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| Considered by many people
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| To be the equal of the anti-christ
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| But those are the people of old generations
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| Filling my life with bad advice
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| Can he be right
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| Well I guess I find out when I’m on the mic
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| Press conference in the pentagon quick
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| But still can’t stop this child of the night
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| Anonymous like a letter of anthrax
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| Just to get my point across, I derailed an amtrak
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| Fine line between genius, going through it
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| And some one who’s just doing it to prove that he’s a lunatic
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| Which one am I
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| Well I won’t know until I die
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| Won’t know until I’m walking on down
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| Or floating in the sky
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| Why should I be the same lame game
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| You’re use to
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| I’d rather say some shit
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| That’ll burn a hole right through you
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| I’m stranger than a stranger
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| Knocking on the door
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| In danger of himself
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| And he’s asking you for help
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| And of course you turn your back on
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| Anything a little different
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| And that’s why the aliens you saw
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| Never exsisted |