I CAN'T STAND THIS HATE INSIDE OF ME

CAN'T GET A GRIP GET A GRIP ON REALITY

WHEN THIS AIN'T THE PAIN I'M USED TO, I JUST CAN'T RUN AWAY LIKE I USED TO

I WAKE UP WITH SOME GAPS IN MY MEMORY, OPEN MY EYES BUT THERE'S BLOOD ALL OVER ME

IT'S JUST A DREAM I JUST DON'T WANNA STAY, I LOOK AROUND BIT IT JUST WON'T GO AWAY



I SEE THE PIECES, SEVERED BLOODY PIECES, A LUNATIC WITH A PSYCHOPATH SOUL

I SEE THE PIECES, SEVERED BLOODY PIECES,AND MUTHAFUCKA I'M TAKIN' CONTROL



ANOTHER LOOK IN THE MIND OF A LUNATIC, AND I ADMIT IT'S ENOUGH TO MAKE A DOG SICK

I TRUN AROUND AND THE PIGS START SHAKIN', LOAD THAT FUCKER UP , BLAST AND TURN TO BACON

I CAN'T HELP IT, I JUST DON'T UNDERSTAND, WHAT IN MY MIND MAKES ME WANNA KILL ANOTHER MAN

I TURN AROUND , I JUST DON'T WANNA STAY, I CAN'T SEE THE LIGHT OF ANOTHER DAY



I SEE THE PIECES, SEVERED BLOODY PIECES, A LUNATIC WITH A PSYCHOPATH SOUL

I SEE THE PIECES, SEVERED BLOODY PIECES,AND MUTHAFUCKA I'M TAKIN' CONTROL



I'M NOT INNOCENT, NO I'M NOT INNOCENT

I'M JUST CRAZY



PRIMER FIFTY-FIVE