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lirik lagu 2econd 2ight 2eer – will wood and the tapeworms

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my grip on my secrets slipping while i’m speaking in tongues, screaming at the top of my lungs in the confession booth
take it with a pillar of salt, h.a.l.t., it’s not my fault. the devil made me do it, but i also kinda wanted to
i’m cut from a different kind of meat, more than you can chew, hard to swallow me
forget bored stiff, i got rigor mortis, call it morbid curiosity how i cannot commit to reality, when my third eye’s open and i like what i see
baby, i may be crazy but i didn’t lose it, no i set it free

i can’t ignore what’s under dance floorboards, the rhythm of my heart a dead*as*disco beat
but i still move my feet to slip out of this groove, i’m free
now to row, row, row my boat over the falls, and maybe wake up from but a dream

i’m just a psycho, babe. come and go out my mind
i didn’t lose it babe, there wasn’t much to find
i’m just a psycho, babe. come and go out my mind
i’m only passing through

if you knew what i knew, if you saw what i see, you’d look through illusions, hallucinations, and lucid dream
and i know that meaning can be such a pretty thing to keep, but i got facts and i’m not afraid to use ‘em, take the good with the bad, take off the back you make a new front
some days i’m glad that i am a madman and i’d rather be that than an amicable animal, mild*mannered cannibal
but i’m more level*headed and clever than ever and i’m getting better one forever at a time, and if sick is defined by what’s different, well then pull the plug out and let me die

vice*versa, vice versus virtue, well who i am i choose through all the things i do
and if it rhymes, it’s true. but i hate poetry
now with my moral compass pointing south, going down, with no nonononononono no respect for reality

i’m just a psycho, babe. come and go out my mind
i didn’t lose it babe, there wasn’t much to find
i’m just a psycho, babe. come and go out my mind
i’m only passing through.i’m just a psycho, babe. come and go out my mind
i didn’t lose it babe, there wasn’t much to find
i’m just a psycho, babe. come and go out my mind
a tourist passing through
well that was fun, goodbye