Lyrics:
Trying to reach me
I can't turn to the left or the right
I'm too scared to run and I'm too weak to fight
But I don't care it's all psychobabble rap
to reach me
I can't turn to the left or the right
I'm too scared to run and I'm too weak to fight
But I don't Care it's all psychobabble rap to me
Tell
to reach me.
I can't turn to left or the right.
I'm too scared to run and I'm too weak to fight
But I don't care it's all Psychobabble rap to me...
mouth
Cause I was going through psychobabble
You can do what you want, I'll get you back
You can say what you please, I know it's facts
When they say that
with desire for a kiss
Psychobabble all upon your lips
They can sell it all they want but you cannot agree
I don't like the taste of damn morality
with desire for a kiss
Psychobabble all upon your lips
They can sell it all they want but you cannot agree
I don't like the taste of damn morality
Are your ears burning
The whole worlds talking bout you
Your palms must be itching cuz you’re rich
and everybody knows
Psychobabble
Psychobabble all upon your lips
They can sell it all they want
But you cannot agree
I don't like the taste
Of their morality
You'll find your bread and you
In exchange for the blessing
And they'll kill you with their gospel
Full of psycho-babble vomit
When they make you drink the Kool-Aid
And you
bad dream, I am a man of extremes?
I found the flesh and I'm liking it
I'll put an end to all the fucking psychobabble
We eat the meat 'cause
the half of all the demons that I've battled
You ain't gonna save me with your mindless psychobabble
I'm damaged goods."
"Nobody love, and nobody gets
The psycho-babble from your mouth
I don't think I care enough to care
Tripped on your diploma
Bulldozing through
Bringing spring into the room
Somewhere
Drained of selflessness
Manifested in psychobabble & holiday
Out to pattern
In pasteurization
You the priest
You the creator of self pain
In
Psycho-babble
Cape Canaveral
Rocket blast away the rabble
To mars
Mars
No more traffic
Systematic
Collapse of the old ways
Avalanche
And golden rays
Gold rays
I've battled|You ain't gonna save me with your mindless psychobabble|I'm damaged goods'|‘Nobody love, and nobody gets hurt'|And as he walked away in
The only way I feel okay
Without some dead guy's psychobabble
I will surly come unraveled
Give it back
Give back my ism
I'm about to have a schism
Give it
to war, but my life is a battle
Story of a dreamer, i speak psychobabble
Struggle of a hustler, foot on the peddle
Forget about my look my brain is a book
to repent at that chappel tune in this channel
Rockin the wrong flannel will surely put you in gravel
They say I talk psychobabble
Woah well excuse me
A lot
this stratosphere
Yeah...you can straddle ya fear
All love no time for psychobabble in here
You can babble on the break and not believe in the A
I'm Fro
psycho-babble meant to confuse
"She's evil and crazy, she don't even have a baby so she's irrelevant"
Is what society is saying, no voice or no choice if you
the half of all the demons that I've battled
You ain't gonna save me with your mindless psychobabble
I'm damaged goods."
"Nobody love, and nobody gets
slowly creeps inside of me I start to ramble
Then parakeet their echo chamber psycho-babble no
A poet like Langston Hughes and Alan Ginsberg
Maya Angelou
jamming from LA to Berserkley
Leary was spewing psychobabble on Owlsley's LSD
Johnny Rotten and Sid Vicious were screaming at the top of their lungs
They
Standing on the corner
Watching the passage of time
I'm not sure I'm yours
I'm not even sure that I'm mine
Cue the psychobabble
Grab the Dymo label
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