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walking anomaly
by Johnny Ritchie
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Grew my hair down to my waste
Some people called me a hippie
But really I am just depressed
Some called me a Jesus
Really I am just super pissed
Some call me a hooligan
You're damn straight I am one of them
So stop trying to ignore who I really am
I'm damn glad to be out of my mind
I would sure hate to be in it
A walking anomaly, mockery
Hypocrisy keeps me in it
I got space brains
But never more self-aware
Anxiety heightened
Just another too proud burn out
Bitchin' bout the fact
They're depressed yet enlightened
So fuck satisfaction
It's so unattainable
With such distractions
That seem so untamable
I try to calm my reactions
But they are untrainable
So fuck money, fuck God,
Fuck country, fuck you
Made to make me feel insatiable
I'm damn glad to be out of my mind
I would sure hate to be in it
A walking anomaly, mockery
Hypocrisy keeps me in it
I got space brains
But never more self-aware
Anxiety heightened
Just another too proud burn out
Bitchin' bout the fact
They're depressed yet enlightened
I'm damn glad to be out of my mind
I'm damn glad to be out of my motherfuckin' mind
Out of my mind
Out of my fuckin' mind
I'm out of my mind
I'm out of my fuckin' mind
Grew my hair down to my waste
Some people called me a hippie
But really I am just depressed
Some called me a Jesus
Really I am just super pissed
Some call me a hooligan
You're damn straight I am one of them
So stop trying to ignore who I really am
I'm damn glad to be out of my mind
I would sure hate to be in it
A walking anomaly, mockery
Hypocrisy keeps me in it
I got space brains
But never more self-aware
Anxiety heightened
Just another too proud burn out
Bitchin' bout the fact
They're depressed yet enlightened
So fuck satisfaction
It's so unattainable
With such distractions
That seem so untamable
I try to calm my reactions
But they are untrainable
So fuck money, fuck God,
Fuck country, fuck you
Made to make me feel insatiable
I'm damn glad to be out of my mind
I would sure hate to be in it
A walking anomaly, mockery
Hypocrisy keeps me in it
I got space brains
But never more self-aware
Anxiety heightened
Just another too proud burn out
Bitchin' bout the fact
They're depressed yet enlightened
I'm damn glad to be out of my mind
I'm damn glad to be out of my motherfuckin' mind
Out of my mind
Out of my fuckin' mind
I'm out of my mind
I'm out of my fuckin' mind
