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Hello me, meet the real me And my misfit's way of life A dark, black past is my Most valued possessionHindsight is always 20-20 But looking back, it's still a bit fuzzy Speak of mutually assured destruction? Nice story, tell it to Reader's Digest!Feeling paranoid True enemy or false friend? Anxiety's attacking me And my air is getting thinI'm in trouble for the things I haven't got to yet I'm chomping at the bit And my palms are getting wet Sweating bulletsHello me, it's me again You can subdue, but never tame me It gives me a migraine headache Sinking down to your levelYeah, just keep on thinking it's my fault And stay an inch or two outta kicking distance Mankind has got to know His limitationsFeeling claustrophobic Like the walls are closing in Blood stains on my hands And I don't know where I've beenI'm in trouble for the things I haven't got to yet I'm sharpening the axe And my palms are getting wet Sweating bulletsI hear it in here... Blood stains on my... The big axe...Sweating, sweating, sweating, sweating, sweating, sweatingWell me, it's nice talking to myself A credit to dementia Some day you too will know my pain And smile its "black-tooth grin"If the war inside my head Won't take a day off I'll be dead My icy fingers claw your back Here I come againFeeling paranoid True enemy or false friend? Anxiety's attacking me And my air is getting thinFeeling claustrophobic Like the walls are closing in Blood stains on my hands And I don't know where I've beenOnce you committed me Now you've acquitted me Claiming validity For your stupidityI'm chomping at the bit I'm sharpening the axe Here I come again, whoa! Sweating bullets