Ned Bundy - Brief Panic Attack

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Paranoid
Android
Suck inside the damn void
Angry tips of camber noids
Extra steak when I grin
Smoke inhaltions
Slumped like a caveman
Run up in the station
It's mine for the takin'
The charms get the gauge
When i'm runin out of patience
Hash breath sow from the leaves i'm raking
Left 'till the end bloodline
Im feeding like the world is mine
But I dont want the worlds wine
Grind while im dyin'
Pulling crimes over time
Drinking beer like flat lined
Acid tooth
Acid mind
Loked out, Toked out, Smoked
Bills my house
No rat white girl
Puts a barney up
Up in my nose right now
Alcohol sweating out my pores
I dont want it anymore
Pop the strings
Pull me up the floorboards
I got splinters in my soul
Sparking like a power cord
'Bout to have an overload
Posted like a scarecrow
Here you go yo bag of blow
 
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