There is something wrong with my head

There is something in my fucking head

Tick, tick goes the fucking bomb

Click, click goes my fucking brain

You see this gun

I betcha I can make it rain

I see you a mile away

I hear you, I know everything you say

You keep on fucking with me

Or am I fucking with me?

Ring, ring goes the fucking alarm

Drip, drip goes the blood down your fucking arm

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You sure you want to fuck with me?

You sure you want to fuck with me?

I can read your mind, yea you fucking with me

Paranoia, schizophrenia

Bipolar, OCD

All this shit I got right behind me

Can’t you see these faces coming after me?

Megalomania

(chuckles)

I’m the fucking king of the world

I know you all want me

Even the fucking girls

(tempo slows down)

Why do you keep on looking at me?

You got eyes in the back of your head

I know the plots, you gotta wanna, gonna see me dead

Why do these ghosts keep haunting me?

You insist on fucking with me

One step closer...

Collecting heads, col-lec-ting your fucking head

Yea bitch you wish you were dead

I’mma skin you

I’mma cook your flesh right off your bones...

Paranoia, paranoia, paranoia

Tick tock, there goes my clock

1, 2, 3

Can’t you see the shit I see?

4, 5, 6

Let’s see what else clicks

7, 8, 9

Your ass is mine

I’m running low on serotonin

On serotonin

Soooo low on serotonin

Give me the dopamine

Give it to get it

You gotta, gotta, gotta

Give it to get it

In a puddle of blood

I’m standing in a puddle of blood

Face down in the mud

I got ya face down in the mud…

(Repeat to end)