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Im spastic, a headcase
Wash my mouth out with buckshot
Chase it with mace
My sanity sits on a weak founation
Leave a message for my conscience, it’s gone on a long vaction
These thought’s seemingly crawl out of the basement
Seeing ink blots when the blood splatters the pavement
My mind plots another evil engagement
Your life’s bought I made the arrangements
I find myself beside myself
Looking at me as if I were someone else
I think I may be in need of some help
I’m roaming the forest searching for the Keebler Elf
The Doc said i’m a little bit mental
But he’s the one taking notes with an invisible pencil
Said, „Body art isn’t made with a razor blade and stencil”
Told him, „Don’t worry this body’s a rental!”
I won’t apologize if you get offended
If you’re saying I said it, then damn it I meant it
Sometimes I can be a little long winded
I didn’t give you my opinion so give it back it’s rented
I could care less what you think I don’t have the time to listen
Charging sales tax everytime that I pay attention
Refunding your 2 cents I have no use for a blind man’s vision
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