Usual Suspects (Explicit)

I think I've lost my mind

I think I've lost my mind

I think I've lost my mind

I think I've lost my mind

Woke up one morning on the Sunset Strip

With a half smoked blunt and some blood on my lip

Hit up the ring for that Mary Jane

Man all she had left with menage à trois

Rolled in the pink I picked up some Cuervo

Walking sideways and I'm starting to swerve oh

Last night was wild threw my money at Jumbo's

Wine and dine tig ol' bitties and bimbos

Hollywood rat pack gats in my backpack

Cruise through your valley and I'm snatching your snapbacks

Huffing on some paint and I think that I'm half black

Rolling up a blunt and f**k it up over this track

I think I've lost my mind

But I'm feeling so alive

What a pity it's so pretty

Looking through the bars and I see my city

I think I've lost my mind

Yeah I'm feeling so alive

What a pity it's so pretty

Looking through the bars and I see my city

If everybody gotta be everything they wanna be

I don't think I'd see you b**ches sitting right in front of me

You can check them windows packing up the pistols

Snitches talking sh*t 'bout my Hollywood hit song

You can come west but you'll never be West Coast

Doping on these motherf**kers deep in the DeSoto

Oh no tell me what you wanna be

You can be anything but not another Three

I'm a holy roller slow blunt smoker

The mask on the page of a wanted poster

Look into my eyes and tell me what you see

The wickedness in you is the wickedness in me

I think I've lost my mind

But I'm feeling so alive

What a pity it's so pretty

Looking through the bars and I see my city

I think I've lost my mind

Yeah I'm feeling so alive

What a pity it's so pretty

Looking through the bars and I see my city

How did I let this happen

This life I can't get back from

This fully loaded magnum if you got some questions ask 'em

I turned into a madman like Dahmer mixed with Manson

I'll take this soul for ransom make you scream my f**king anthem

I'm knocking at your door I'm pacing back and forth

You better board up your windows 'cause I'mma start a war

Or maybe I'm just tripping this w**d is got me spinning

Undead until I die so when I die you know I'm living

I think I've lost my mind

I think I've lost my mind

I think I've lost my mind

I think I've lost my mind

I think I've lost my mind

But I'm feeling so alive

What a pity it's so pretty

Looking through the bars and I see my city

I think I've lost my mind

Yeah I'm feeling so alive

What a pity it's so pretty

Looking through the bars and I see my city

I think I've lost my mind

But I'm feeling so alive

What a pity it's so pretty

Looking through the bars and I see my city

I think I've lost my mind

Yeah I'm feeling so alive

What a pity it's so pretty

Looking through the bars and I see my city

Usual Suspects (Explicit) - Hollywood Undead