Blanks in my pocket a wasteland in my head

I wanna spit it out but it seems like everyone is dead

Booby trap my mind and baby count to three

I laugh at the dying horse I’m glad it wasn’t me

& now they wanna chance me

Or maybe rearange me

Like a power source – I’m a loaded gun

I got no remorse – for the things I’ve done

But my power slips away

They locked me up for good today

Science getting access to my brain

Stiches in my head a bad fucking deal

A pretty girl in white asks me how I feel

The ball of confusion is rollin’ down the lane

Like a lethal injection

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