♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ Hello me, meet the real me In my misfits way of life Dark black past is my Most valued possession Painsite is always twenty-twenty But looking back it's still a bit fuzzy Speak of mutually assured destruction Nice story Tough bitch, gotcha! Feeling paranoid to an amelio-phosphorate Anxiety's attacking me My air is getting thin In trouble for things I haven't got to yet I'm chomping at the bit And my palms are getting wet Sweating much 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 at a 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 I'm in trouble for the things I haven't gotten yet I'm sharpening the edge And my palms are getting wet Sweating much . . . . . . Bloodstains on my hands Bloodstains on my hands The big ax, the big ax, the big ax, the big ax, the big ax, the big ax, the big ax Sweating Well me, it's nice talking to myself A credit to dementia Someday you too will know my pain And smile with black tooth grin If the war inside my head Won't take a day off, I'll be dead My icy fingers claw your back Here I come again Feeling paranoid to end up offering Anxiety's attacking me, my ear is getting thin Feeling claustrophobic like the walls are closing in Bloodstains on my hands and I don't know where I've been Once you've committed me Now you've acquitted me For your stupidity I'm sharpening the edge I'm sharpening the edge Here I come again