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MINDLESS SELF INDULGENCEAnother day, another knife in the back
It's happened so many times, you stop tryin to keep track
You start stickin' it in, you start stickin' it in
Take it up to the hilt to cover up your own fuckin' guilt
And when the shit goes down you're out of places to hide
It's time to ask if you're the motherfucker who really survived
Get a load of this fuck, he's the dead guy
There's only one thing in life you never fuckin possessed
You lost control of my life, you want control of the restYou're always stickin' it in, you're always stickin' it in
You stuck it so many times, you left a trail we could find
And when the shit comes down you're out of places to hide
You've got to ask uf you're alive or just forgot that you died
So just remember this much, I'm the dead guy
I'm the dead guy
Dead guy
