Lyrics
heres one i wrote.. its proof of mind control..
i cant get her outta my head, i cant get her outta my head, i cant get her outta my head, i need advice but i dont know where its led, its sometimes hard to get outta bed, like jay z im afriad of being misled by a lady, im just jivin or somethin and my hearts not runnin, i wanna know if this love is illusion, i cant get her outta my head, i cant get her outta my head, shes stuck in there with some lead, words that ive said, make my bed, thoughts rendered in confusion, but im not confused, im con-fused, im an outcast in my town, she might be one too, i cant get her outta my head, i just cant seem to describe the words, im too still i wasnt a still born, will this love last or is it a fading memory, is this love what do i got to prove, im successfull i want everyone to be that way ,why do i think im in love with her or maybe i gotta gift this tower mind control love shower mind control love mind control loveeeee my eigth love only its not real controlled by upside down stars, like pysch ward bars only theres no bars just windows and locked doors. who wants to be my ninth anyone? anyone?
nanotechnology in my brain, driving me and those around insane, mainfested memory falsely retain, every day i wake up a new one occurs, somethin new horrible to the eye, like a cat who purrs sounding like a hard drive, i dont know how and when i live live, a meeting of international spies, be carefull nanotechnology on the rise, matrix world with the lies, encoding my prison escape but many tries, im still inside the memory drain prison where i have to maintain, sustain my politicaian quotes, and increase to get votes, help me im trapped in hell, i hear indirect disses of a rebel, hearing a voice in my stomach, thats right im not sick, affecting my credibility, is government facility, nsa project manequuin a chip in my brain, nanotechnology makes it hard to sustain, it feels like im osama in the states, i wonder who relates to the problems which some states, this is the matrix bunch of fake tricks, i wonder what bill hicks wouldve done in my situation, i wonder what anyone wouldve done in my situation, beware the q chip memory manifestation, equip so you dont slip, equip so you dont slip, believe me you dont want virtual reality, where you cant get out, things disappearing reappearing, having a memory where i invoked everything, cant trust my parents if they dont believe me, plus there saying things through the wall, losing my mind and true memory, i hope this dont happen to all yall, but beware the nanotechnology beware what you sip, beware the nanotechnology thinkin your on someones tip, beware the nanotechnologyhaveing scary memories of obituarys
