Today, Today, I feel like a slingshot. Throwing words around like a buckshot.
Richo... ricochet... ric around me. You know I'd like to say, but I'm not free to say.
That I feel like a dead man walking, weaving through a crowd.
That I felt like a dead man before I made it underground
And I feel like a dead man walking, weaving through a crowd.
And I feel like a dead man whenever you're around.
So pack the car, take all the kids home
Pick me up, spin me like a cyclone.
You know, you know, this is not what I want. I don't want to think of you until you're gone.
I feel like a dead man walking, weaving through a crowd.
I felt like a dead man before I made it underground
And I feel like a dead man walking, weaving through a crowd.
And I feel like a dead man whenever you're around... and
You're not the same... and
I'm not the same... and
We're not the same... as
As we once were... and
And I hate you.
All of you... and
Everything about you.
Makes me sick.
So dump me out and leave me in a deep ditch.
Hope that what you've got can replace it.
I know that anything you have is faulty.
I know that no one stands to be around me now.
And I feel like a dead man walking.
I feel like a dead man walking, weaving through a crowd.
And I felt like a dead man before I made it underground
And I feel like a dead man walking, weaving through a crowd.
And I feel like a dead man whenever you're around.

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