I was built in July,
Completed in April,
Almost achieved in may,
And I guess my daddy's
Still reaching his mind
How to find the right way.

I'm only two years old,
Much stronger than a tank,
Taller than a top deck,
And I rove in the night
But when the morning comes
I always need a check...

Bad bad brain...

My body ain't so bad,
But I can't help thinking
I'm not really complete.
Sometimes I lose and eye
And I can see it blank
Just laying at my feet.

When I look at my hands,
I can't control the curse
When they go for a neck.
And the scream that I hear
Always convinces me
I'm nothing but a wreck...

Bad bad brain...

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