Papa Roach

"Thrown Away 1"

I kill the rhyme again
I'm coming sick and on time again
Words manifest from deep inside
Where people hide within'
It's chemical unbalanced on the triple beam. What?
f*ck what you heard, it's about
What I seen, I seen it happen
Back hand brand to face smackin'
Definite disorder, now his mindset is blackened
The doctors say he got the brain of a murderer
This rugged style steals your brain like a burglar

My heart is bleeding
And this pain it will not pass
It's not receding
And my body's going numb
A bad trip child
Rolling stoned, keeping high
He don't know what he's doing
He just keeps getting by

He's born sick
Nothing in his hands but his di*k
He couldn't handle pressure
He couldn't handle sh*t
For the life he was leading led him down the wrong path
Where guns blast
Don't give a sh*t about the God's wrath
Don't want to talk to the counselor, doctor
To tell 'em what's real
To tell 'em what's proper
Situation's unclear like gray
And I know it gets worse everyday

My heart is bleeding
And this pain will not pass
It's not receding
And my body's going numb
A bad trip child
Rolling stoned, keeping high
He don't know what he's doing
He just keep getting by away
Thrown away
I want to be thrown away

(I am a mess)
(I've made a huge mess)
(I can't control myself)

I'm losing it
I've lost it
I've spilt all my marbles

'Cause I see you
Inside of me
Sometimes I want
To be thrown away

'Cause I see you
Inside of me
Sometimes I want
To be thrown away

A hyper spaz
And that is me
Sometimes I want
To be thrown away

(Voices in my head)
(Voices in my head)
Don't tell me to do it 'cause I will, no
(Voices in my head)
Don't tell me to do it 'cause I will, no
(Voices in my head)

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