Nailed inside my head,
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Fuck this I don't need your shit,
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All the lies deceit and arrogance,
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Talk your shit like my life is some kinda game,
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Like you fuckin' know me,
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Just go far away and be small,
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Run far away and be small,
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Go lie in a hole and be small,
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Thorns, splinters, pushing,
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Under my skin,
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They want in,
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Sharpened tongue to penetrate me,
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If you really think you got what it takes to be me,
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Then walk a mile in the skin of my head case mental being,
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So you want a piece of this life that belongs to me,
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Well make a cut on the line and take a deeper look inside of the
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freak,
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That is me, fucker, come on,
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Disturb, search me, prying up all my scales
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To get in lance the core to penetrate me,
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So you want inside of me,
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So you want a piece of this,
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So you want to tear me down, for your own selfish wants and needs
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Disturb, search me, prying, up all my scales,
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To get in, lance the core to penetrate me,
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So you want inside of me
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So you want a piece of me,
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So you want to drag me down,
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For your own selfish wants and needs
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You were there like a punk,
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Just to get in my face,
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Wanted in me wanted to be
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Till I gave you a taste
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Don't need your goddamn pressure
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Frontin' stress I'm superman motherfucker
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Without the "s" on my chest
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Trying to step in my circle I'm leaving you purple and black
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On your back drop your ass like a heart attack
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Rippin' through your life like a motherfuckin'
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Hurricane fist full of Novocain for the pain
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You're nothing in my life in my head
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You're nothing in my life in my land
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Nailed inside my head
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You're under my fuckin' skin!
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I have cleansed my life now of the people who pry
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And threaten place always in my face I think it's time for them
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to
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Go away always in my fuckin' space,
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Always in my scene always in my sight,
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Always in my way
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You're dead to me punk ass fuck.
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There's nothing left
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Under My Skin
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Mudvayne |