# Whatever you read into it - that must be what it's about ## Vocals: Personal Voice Model ## Lyrics @officialgraph1ks Traffic's crawlin', my landlord keeps callin' I keep dodgin' the bills in the mail Feel like a dog that's chasin' its own tail Feel like an inmate in a supermax jail Spend forty hours inside a hot box Just to rent a room in the ghetto My joints all ache My brain just hates My finger's numb Feel like i've been handled by an evil Geppetto all day Skip the introduction, I already don't care Didn't come here to make friends I'm not lookin' for connection Not lookin' for a spare I came to paralyze the panic To kill the crazy in my head To feel nothin' To feel dead Rip it out of my head Rip it out Hit me straight in my face Crush my chest Lock me in place Give me violence Spin my spine 360 around Slam me Slam me Slam me down Right to the floor I don't want to think I don't want to breathe Just give me my pressure Til my feet start to bleed Rip it out of my head Rip it out Rip it out of my head Rip it out Rip it out of my head I dance in the corner Cold drink in my hand I don't want to talk Just enjoy myself Don't want to make plans I've spent too many nights With no sleep and no rest I just need a distraction A physical reaction A sudden subtraction of stress Rip it out of my head Rip it out Hit me straight in my face Crush my chest Lock me in place Give me violence Spin my spine 360 around Slam me Slam me Slam me down Right to the floor I don't want to think I don't want to breathe Just give me my pressure Til my feet start to bleed Rip it out of my head Rip it out Rip it out of my head Rip it out Rip it out of my head
