Lyrics:
I caught you looking at yourself
I bet you've got overhead cams
Personalized plates and all
Your truck's probably ten feet tall
Bet you say you do it
An-an-and I cannot explain the way that I felt
Fe-fe-felt without that my whole life it gon melt
I feel like my who life has just been a personalized
personalized false dispossession
I am not expecting you to reform
At least stop acting, like a worthless scum
You will be punished, right at your fucking end,
Which one is my cubicle
Comics and pictures on the wall
A personalized bathroom stall
I can hear everyone and they can hear me
I can see what each
in the world, loving on your new girl
I'm facing this battle
In the four walls you live in, my personalized prison
I'm stuck in Seattle, stuck in
This is your personalized cognitive recalibration module
Have a nice trip
Nice trip
Nice trip
Nice trip
Nice trip
Module
Module
Module
Module
Nice
Om
This is your personalized cognitive recalibration module
Have a nice trip
Nice trip
Nice trip
Nice trip
Nice trip
Nice trip
Nice trip
Nice trip
This is your personalized cognitive recalibration module
Trip
Trip
Trip
Trip
This is your personalized cognitive recalibration module
Have a nice
have kept you just for the night
Now the storms arriving
And I don't know what to do
It will rain eternally
The rain is hurting me
Personalized grey
a personalized message for me.
Were you talking to me? Do you be thinkin' 'bout me, huh?
Baby. Do you be thinkin' 'bout me?
[Daz]
Shit. How this bitch
benz in from baghdad
With personalized tags, chrome mags and prada bags
I refused to stab, now she crying in the rehab
Wishing while reminiscing about
a personalized message for me.
Were you talking to me? Do you be thinkin' 'bout me, huh?
Baby. Do you be thinkin' 'bout me?
[Daz]
Shit. How this bitch
The hype his income
Comes mostly from touring
And promotional deals
Like product placement in
Music videos and his personalized
Gold chrome painted Monster
a
Vinyl copy of that wonderfully classic
Scripture with a personalized dust sleeve
Covered with xeroxed lyrics, pictures
And all the members' signatures
I hear them telling me that you're selling off the furniture
And even keep my personalized autographs
You might as well go all the way and sell
Just show me the venue
When I'm the menu
It's personalized
The life of the party
I'm like Billy Barty
But regular-sized
I guess I should
the helicopter knockoffs
My down South thugs call 'em elbows, turnin' heads
With the personalized license plates with the tremendous bump
Fuckin' they nose,
You said you're burnin' up inside, and no one seems to tell.
Your living from a personalized manual from hell.
Life is pretty (it seems so) easy
to the charcoals
Don't tell me Lucifer and God don't carpool
This is our school
I'm not trying to graduate life at the personalized bar stool
Head in a jar
considerable appeal.
(THAT'S RIGHT!)
It is a custom community of personalized....
(guns.)
For the private pleasure of a limited number of families.
(IT ALLOWS
watching you
I'm watching you
I'm a graveyard operator
Tending to the bones of your own
Personalized headstone
I'm watching you
I'm watching you
proving stock
But modified in eyes of dwellers
Who never wished for any hell which was better
Personalized with weeded grafittis, unneeded dog feces
Fat
watching you
I'm watching you
I'm a graveyard operator
Tending to the bones of your own
Personalized headstone
I'm watching you
I'm watching you
call themselves leaders
Are now in charge but where does that leave us
Assfaces are the enemy
I'm craving small bits of personalized anarchy
Assfaces
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