Album Cover 2Econd 2Ight 2Eer (That Was Fun, Goodbye.)

2Econd 2Ight 2Eer (That Was Fun, Goodbye.)

Will Wood

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My grip on my secrets slipping while I′m speaking in tongues

Screaming at the top of my lungs in the confession booth

Take it with a pillar of salt, H.A.L.T., it's not my faultThe devil made me do it, but I also kinda wanted to

I′m cut from a different kind of meat

More than you can chew, hard to swallow me

Forget bored stiff, I got rigor mortis, call it morbid curiosity how I

Cannot commit to reality, when my third eye's open and I like what I see

Baby, I may be crazy but I didn't lose it, no I set it free

I can′t ignore what′s under dance floorboards

The rhythm of my heart a dead-as-disco beat

But I still move my feet to slip out of this groove, I'm free

Now, to row, row, row my boat over the falls

And maybe wake up from but a dream, yeah

I′m just a psycho, babe, come and go out my mind

I didn't lose it babe, there wasn′t much to find

I'm just a psycho, babe, come and go out my mind

I′m only passing through

If you knew what I knew, if you saw what I see

You'd look through illusions, hallucinations, and lucid dream

And I know that meaning can be such a pretty thing to keep

But I got facts and I'm not afraid to use ′em

Take the good with the bad, take off the back you make a new front

Some days I′m glad that I am a madman and I'd rather be that than

An amicable animal, mild-mannered cannibal

But I′m more level-headed and clever than ever

And I'm getting better one forever at a time, and if

Sick is defined by what′s different, well then pull the plug out and let me die

Vice-versa vice versus virtue, well who I am I choose through all the things I do

And if it rhymes, it's true. But I hate poetry

Now with my moral compass pointing south, going down

With no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no respect for reality

I′m just a psycho, babe, come and go out my mind

I didn't lose it babe, there wasn't much to find

I′m just a psycho, babe, come and go out my mind

I′m only passing through

I'm just a psycho, babe, come and go out my mind

I didn′t lose it babe, there wasn't much to find

I′m just a psycho, babe, come and go out my mind

A tourist passing through!

Well that was fun, goodbye!