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    I don't have a lot to say because i lose my mind each day
    So lock me in a padded room, straight up, straight out
    Straight jacket doom
    Goin' nuts, insane you see this padded room so leave me be
    This padded room here all the time. cause you see
    I lost my mind

    I bust a nut an lost a bolt, now you know my lifes on hold
    Cause all these doctors think im crazy, but all thi shit it doesn't please me
    Oh yeah , imgonna lose it now, can't stop me no way , no how
    There's a word, i hink its zonkers, all these people think im bonkers

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    Society is smothering me, this place is where people fuck quietly
    And they have bland orgasms, suburbia is so beautiful
    Expansive green lawns for expensive white people
    And that mailman he smiles and says hello
    (i just wanna roll his ass)
    You wanna know why?
    Cause now are the days you've got to be crazed
    You've gotta live your life your own way

    I'd really like to run away, go out and have some fun and play
    But i'm still locked in this padded room
    With this world's fucked up, shitty gloom
    Competition sucks, you see this padded room is killing me
    This padded room, i'm here to die. just tripped out
    No reason why
    I pound a spike and lose a screw
    My brains scrambled
    Nothing you can do
    Be great to play while someone pays me, not called bonkers its called lazy
    I'll stand up and take a bow what do you think of me now?
    There's a word i think its zonkers,
    All these clones they say i'm
    Bonkers!

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    Composición: The Suicide Machines

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