Look into my mind, tell me what you see, you find Can tell me what's happening this time? I don't I break it down again, losing With these demons still pulling at my soul. Still reaching for my coat, I choke and out Without a lung to anymore oxygen out. Am I doomed on the Earth these ??? symptoms Cause your won't grant the dead an exorcism.
J:] Let me get two turntables and a Black rain, murder means spike your dome Why, I, don't why Pressure from my head when you die (Ali Baba) pill bottles on the shelf Got hunger and a sexual drive to end your health. aches (ouch) You gotta die, I'm sorry but you die.
x2:] Come me, right into the edge of your mind We're standing on the and ready to die The shit is about to jump off, and I'm to jump off, damn Then the soul around I'm a jump again.
Fall in emotion and passing through memories Descending into with my hands in front of me Waving and screaming, like a way through Hell at the bottom? I don't know But I'll find out I get there grabbing at me, but I'm dodging them all Slicing each and every wrist with my hatchet as I And if I reach the bottom my life intact, I'm a right to the top and go right back and do it again.
If you can see what I was thinking then no one would to die It would be as as looking inside of my mind And through time all the pressure has come to a And I release it on the and leave 'em for dead