Conspiracy Theories Without Mel Gibson

'm just a ghost of my former self

Formin' a non-formidable more bionicle toxin of mental health

Was never born into wealth

I jumped out of my mother with two horns stickin' outta myself

God is in the details

Relay my message now from what planet he hails

It pales in comparison to mix with the fuckin' beat

Like Wookies and Harrison did it

Rooky be handlin' his business

Rottin' your fuckin' brain like the box that you're starin' in

The unescapable, unexplainable, band-unbreakable, unmistakable

Scent of hatred stuffed up in my nasal

Breathe it in and leave it in, let it soak in these heathens

And these demons could really use a good ass reamin'

So I give it to 'em, spit it to 'em

Apocalyptic visions of cities in ruin

I'm doin' whatever it takes for the sake of argument

Show you that the target's us

While you lay on your back beggin' to fuck

Now ha ha ha ha

Laugh if you want to

Just when you think you're safe

Uh-Oh, they got you

All the other sheep are dead

Who you gonna flock to?

Get in line motherfucker before they pop you

*The CIA plants the chip inside your body

from a needle that they stuck you with at a crowded party

How would you know it, there were so many people around

I know it sounds crazy, trust me, believe it*

I been all over this Earth to search for somethin'

And since birth I been cursed to dispurse the substance

And accusations, relations and it cause hesitations

My blood pressure rise like the state of inflation

I'm pacin' two steps, turn around fast

But I'm one step to late, sand in the hour glass

I'm standin' here like an asshole and wastin' my chance

While I live here in this black hole, see it at a glance

You'll miss it, gauranteed, you'll never get it

Let it eat away at your skin, ooh God bless it

My vision stays hidden like telephone women

I give it everything I got and I'm so tired of livin'

Get 'em wild and I feel it's my duty to tell the truth

And I'm sorry that all I got is warnings and no proof

And I know that none of you beleive my conspiracy theories

I say 'em loud but nobody hears me

Ha ha ha ha

Laugh if you want to

Just when you think you're safe

Uh-Oh, they got you

All the other sheep are dead

Who you gonna flock to?

Get in line motherfucker before they pop you

*The FBI'll make certain to know your whereabouts

and all your contacts ???

Barely scattered high-rolling gangsters

You're sadly mistaken, it's all of us, believe me*

It's like the Brains in DC, man of police

Somebody stuck HR, now the man is crazy

Maybe it just helps to have an explanation for myself

I shake in public on me the eyes I felt 'em

On my back like Eastpacks watchin' over my actions

I can live with that

But the inside of my brain, fuck I can't have that

They couldn't possibly understand the thoughts of a simple man

Who's a simpleton, got a simple plan from a simple fan

Well damn, this is higher-ups

Don't touch what doesn't belong to 'em

I'm on to 'em

Paranoid? Yes

Anxious, always

The moment is upon us 'cause they slippin' in they old age

No matter who run up on us we run it right back at them

We attack 'em with the cyber fiber-optics sarcotic

Chronic induced spasms

Yeah I have 'em, I punch and I jab and I grab at 'em

Now ha ha ha ha

Laugh if you want to

Just when you think you're safe

Uh-Oh, they got you

All the other sheep are dead

Who you gonna flock to?

Get in line motherfucker before they pop you

Conspiracy theories without Mel Gibson

Conspiracy theories without Mel Gibson