Tripinthehead

I can't stand this hate inside of me
Can't get A grip get A grip on reality
When this ain't the pain I'm used to, I just can't run away like I used to
I wake up with some gaps in my memory, open my eyes but there's blood all over
Me
It's just A dream I just don't wanna stay, I look around but it just won't go
Away
I see the pieces, severed bloody pieces, A lunatic with A psychopath soul
I see the pieces, severed bloody pieces, and muthafucka I'm takin' control
Another look in the mind of A lunatic, and I admit it's enough to make A dog
Sick
I turn around and the pigs start shakin', load that fucker up, blast and turn
To bacon
I can't help it, I just don't understand, what in my mind makes me wanna kill
Another man
I turn around, I just don't wanna stay, I can't see the light of another day
I see the pieces, severed bloody pieces, A lunatic with A psychopath soul
I see the pieces, severed bloody pieces, and muthafucka I'm takin' control
I'm not innocent, no I'm not innocent
I'm just crazy
Primer fifty-Five