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When I was a kid, my whole reality split
I was living a lie
I was a killing machine, I was a war lord
When I closed my eyes

I had to talk to the teacher; she talked to my mom
We had a real long talk
I had to talk to the teacher; she talked to my mom
They made the visions stop

When I was a kid, I was a total dick
To inanimate objects
The world beat the hell from me, I took it out on a tree;
Great Illustrated Classics

I took it out on a fig tree out on the lawn
I took it out on the backyard
And behind Rite Aid, I took it out on the crates
And on the shopping carts

Meanwhile on another plane, I was the king of pain
And unspeakable cruelty
I set the mommy on fire, I set the baby on fire
Not even Jesus could stop me

I had to talk to the teacher; she talked to my mom
We had a real long talk
I had to talk to the teacher; she talked to my mom
They made the visions stop
I had to talk to the teacher; she talked to my mom
We had a real long talk
I had to talk to the teacher; she talked to my mom
They made the visions stop

Stop
Stop
Stop

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