Blast off [echo]
[Played backwards]
This is for anyone who took the time to rewind.
Do you understand what I'm saying?
It ain't easy being a Twiztid Serial Killing Juggalo.
But me and Monoxide know that you all got love
And that's all that matters.
Blast off
Roaming the dark with heads off
Smoke squares 5 at a time and won't cough
I like graveyards and beating on a Voodoo drum
And all you worry about is where the fuck I'm from
Never existed
Grippin my axe doubled fisted
And if blinked missed it
I'm Twiztid
No love
No hugs
No death
No friends
No light
Pitch black
All I ever see is the gound beneath me
Broken wings curse on my back please release me
Living Hell everyday with a vision
Cuz everybody on the top but I'm missing
Listen for the voice in my head to put an end
Or somebody please save my soul and be a friend
Do you really know what it's like to be me
Hell no
Cause if you did I wouldn't have to tell ya'll
Do you really know what it's like (Do you know, do you really know) to be me
Do you really know what it's like (Do you know, do you really know) to be me
Do you really know what it's like (Do you know, do you really know) to be me
Do you really know what it's like (Do you know, do you really know) to be me
Chained like an animal and locked in a cage
Situations and memories stoared in me brain
Strung out, shooting venom make you bug out
Pay attention as I tell you what I'm all about
I'm a walking comic book, with spit
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