my mind goes mad goes mad my mind goes mad well i seem to cross the line again six shots of clear patron and a big head full of vicodin i got a fight within myself and i know i gotta look beyond gettin help ain t nobody looking to give it to me well when it s all done i m probably going to hell and i wanna make sure the story they re gonna tell is i m a real nut coming outta my shell and i wanna live free where the freek shows dwell and i can t believe that i ll be so felt that my 16 s are bereavin dealt to the unseen eye like a bling on belly to the mind i m just so evil that i gotta keep my brain in lockdown and it don t really matter cause i m outta patience frustrations keep chasing sensations keep filling with hatred i don t think i ll make it can anybody take another life all while i m tellin maybe they can find a book or somethin give another answer tellin em i m just a crazy bastard psycho with his hat on backwards sure i m killin the beat but i d rather go kill on the street my sanity is obsolete i got blood stains all on my teeth from eatin the weak you can see it drip every time i speak somebody better get em up out of my reach fore my brain tells me that it s time to eat and my mind goes mad like i m out with heat i m goin crazy somebody save me break me and i just can t get away anxiety my mind screamin die for me all the while theres lines so inside of me it has tried to be better then i ever thought i would try to be and i try to speak but my words always followed by apologies and that s probably the root reason my tendencies they devour me like addiction it collars me like a dog on a short chain real big black heart but a small brain feelin like a million bucks but i m small change gotta few shorts in my mainframes while i maintain look inside the window your in my eyes on my mind never try then the vessel of the body would of died and if it wasn t for my pride i wouldn t have to divide a need to split sides and how i fantasize behind the face i hide and mix it with suicide and resurrect revive and still keep it alive like breathe in breathe out try to calm down take the gun out of my mouth shoulda woulda coulda but never uttered the words i m quick to break wings two birds and one brick or one stone he didn t ever wanna be alone i m too far gone drunk and on a telephone and talking to dial tones just looking to say hello a million miles from home so i m in a better zone i let go in slowmo hello madness all that wants it seems to unfold my mind goes sick shit faucet up on the walls like i m michael jackson rehabing addiction sick science fiction lost in a dream as i transport thoughts like kurt did in a white tee 