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I use words like weapons I'll fire away
With destructive intentions I'll blow you away
With descriptive expletives I'll use to diffuse
The warheads aimed at me which I'll in turn use
And it's not a pretty picture that I paint you see
Politically correct or analytically
It's just my position
Like ripping down road signs
I get a cut from karma swords
It didn't quite feel right she hit me like gallons of alcohol
Ice in the whiskey I'll float like a Frisbee
Through closing doors
Drown all the troubles in thousands of bubbles of liquid thought
With a crack of my hindsight I'll switch off the limelight
Thoughts are like pens no ink in the well
I know that I know things you know them as well
Thought I knew what to do but I didn't know
Though I know where to go but I didn't go
Not a new reason just a new day
Not a new person new things to say
Like smashing shop windows
I get a cut from karma swords
It didn't quite feel right she hit me like gallons of alcohol
Like ice in the whiskey I'll float like a Frisbee
Through closing doors
Drown all the troubles in gallons of bubbles of liquid thought
With a crack of my hindsight I'll switch off the limelight
A jutting intrusion will cause mass confusion
Nuke the whole area but first get me out of there
First get me out of here
