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In this hand I hold a gun In the other hold my brain Now I'm about to go ******* insane As I drown in a reflexing pool only to come out the ******* same Only difference is I'm in a new world where I'm considered an outcast All because I chose my brain over a gun Because I rather give a life then take it Yes, apparently now I'm a lame This truly is a new age One where a baby knows the scent of **** before he can speak his own momma's name It's a wonder how anybody can be sane Because how can anyone stay sane with that knocking sound in their brain Yelling at them constantly this is wrong, this is wrong, this is wrong over and over and over again So now I'm picking up the gun Looking at the engravings oh look that's my name This bullet is for me so watch me blow out my brains I'm sorry I couldn't do it, the ******** overcame Haha...It truly is resilient, the true master of this game I guess this is the story of all the brains
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May 30, 2016
May 30, 2016 at 10:18 AM UTC
Gun to brain
In this hand I hold a gun In the other hold my brain Now I'm about to go ******* insane As I drown in a reflexing pool only to come out the ******* same Only difference is I'm in a new world where I'm considered an outcast All because I chose my brain over a gun Because I rather give a life then take it Yes, apparently now I'm a lame This truly is a new age One where a baby knows the scent of **** before he can speak his own momma's name It's a wonder how anybody can be sane Because how can anyone stay sane with that knocking sound in their brain Yelling at them constantly this is wrong, this is wrong, this is wrong over and over and over again So now I'm picking up the gun Looking at the engravings oh look that's my name This bullet is for me so watch me blow out my brains I'm sorry I couldn't do it, the ******** overcame Haha...It truly is resilient, the true master of this game I guess this is the story of all the brains
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May 30, 2016
May 30, 2016 at 10:18 AM UTC
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