Don`t mess with my head
Don`t mess with my head
Don`t mess with my head
Don`t mess with my mind
Now you messed with me the very last time
Well I`m mad as hell - hell that`s the truth
For someone like you I aint got no use
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Its a quarter to pain - half past hate
I gotta get moving cause I`m running late
It was all thought out, but now I`m breaking the plan
In a moment we`ll find out who`s the man
Well you should have stopped and seen that I`m not the one
Now there`s no stopping what`s gotta get done
You shouldn`t have messed with my head, you shouldn`t messed with my mind
Now you`ll find out about cyco time
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You picked at my soul - you picked at my brain
You pushed my button like a video game
You picked at my head - picked at my mind
But now you`ve picked on me the very last time
Cause I`m heavy on my mind and I`m light on my feet
That`s just the sad facts it`s not conceit
You picked at my head, you picked at my mind
But now you`ve picked on me the very last time