(solo)
We've got nothing to hide but anger,
Feel the thoughts as they tear you limb by limb.
Feel it when it breaks the skin.
Hope your not in the state of mind, that
we are in.
Lift the pistol to the ceiling,
they wont hear unless we pull the trigger too soon.
its time for the healing, hopefully it will be in tune.
now hold it steady and try to aim straight for.
the moon.
(chorus)
Cause im psycho-pathic,
but im not insane,
i just have voices that wish to reign.
there apathetic and its a shame.
looks like i have to kill them.
i hope there will be little pain.
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