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I kill the rhyme again, I'm comin' sick and on time again Words manifest from deep inside where people hide Within it, chemical unbalanced on the triple beam Fuck what you heard, it's about what I ssen I seen it happen, back hand brand to face smackin' Definite disorder, now his mindset is blackened Papa Roach The doctor say he's got the brain of a murderer This rugged style steals your brian like a burglar My heart is bleeding and this pain will not pass It's not receding my body going numb A bad trip child, rolling stoned, keeping high He don't know what he's doing He just keeps getting by Go away, I want to be thrown away Born sick, nothing in his hands but his dick For the life he was leading, led him down the path Where the guns blast, don't give a shit about the god's wrath Don't tell 'em whats's proper The situation unclear like gray And I know it gets worse everyday I am a mess, I've made a huge mess I can't control myself, I'm losing it I've split all my marbles Cause I see you inside of me Sometimes I want to be thrown away A hyper spaz, and that is the way Sometimes I want to be thrown away