Thrown Away/Tight Rope - Papa Roach

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

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

He couldn’t handle shit

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