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Dallas, Texas, United States
A dark, black past is my most valued possession
Hindsight 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 thin
I'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 bullets
Hello me, it's me again
You can subdue, but never tame me
It gives me a migraine headache, sinking down to your level
Yeah, just keep on thinking it's my fault
And stay an inch or two outta kicking distance
Mankind has got to know his limitations
Feeling claustrophobic like the walls are closing in
Bloodstains on my hands and I don't know where I've been
Oh, I'm in trouble for the things I haven't got to yet
I'm sharpening the axe and my palms are getting wet
Sweating bullets