Never Get It Outta Me - Twiztid

Why should I?

Be motivated

To conform to a new way of thinking as if mine is broke

Take it like a joke, but it works just fine

Call me the punch-line now for few more times

In my expanse I’m senseless, to ridicule that’s relentless

Let’s re-event this antagonistic norm patterns

Cut along the dotted line discard the anit matter

From the scissiors just like the drama in strain

The sickness that come around us and seperate the flock in grain

I’m insane so refrain from medicine

That curbs and arrange your ears off

Down with reflection in perception of normal scene

Sweater vent with the khakis

Greedy american morderous thoughts of glory

I’ve been afflicted to swallow bullets and spit braid

In a mix, original recipe of change

Don’t go!

Thinking you’re changing me

I know I’m crazy

But it’s the price we pay for livin' this way

Don’t go!

Thinking you’re changing me

I know I’m crazy

I’m havin' way too much for fittin' insane

I’m a noose swingin', maniac bringin' back that feelin'

Everybody’s been lookin' for that attack speakin'

Spading you out like a chiropractic back treatment

Just to leave you flat out your head leakin'

Disperse get away from me, I’m not lookin' to hurt

But that’s the way it works from livin' dangerously

Outta the ordinery, honorary I’m just outta my fucking gord

Extension cord you from the backseat

Pissin' em all of, even if villains won’t beef

So I let em off eat it outta the sawed off

Sixteen bars and one beat deck

Seventeen way I gotta axe em out of the car seat

Eighteen reasons for you to pretend

I make believe it’s all a dream and I split you in half

Now there’s a bloodbath waitin', it’s outta my mind

Making me cross a line, fuck if you lost a life

Yo, maybe I could fit in, maybe if I didn’t sin

Maybe I would be a good recruit for that old boot camp

Rob a stand for approval, everyone’s in need of

I need none of this, not an atheist or scientologist

Scientifically hidden in with a dose of humanology

So enemy flood skip thee apologies, stupid is and stupid does

You never get it outta me

I got a locker nobody knows around

Not even my doctor can figure it out

Now let me tell you a secret screaming it loud

I’m a fucking psychopath bloody and proud

Now look inside of the basement of my house

Just pass the sewer door, lights out

Cobwebs and metaphors, fight rounds

Whole lookin' for something more, then I shout