SINGER: Pappa Roach

SONG:Thrown Away

I kill the rhyme again,
i'm comin' sick and on time again
words manfest from deep inside
where people hide
within it, chemical imbalance
on the triple beam fuck what you heard, it's about what i seen
i seen it happen,
back hand brand to face smackin'
definite disorder,
now his mindset is blackened
the doctors say he's got the brain of a murderer
this rugged style steals your brain like a burglar
Chorus:
my heart is bleeding and this pain will not pass
it's not receding my body going numb
a bad trip child, rolling stoned, keeping high
he don't know what he's doing
go away, i want to be thrown away
Born sick, nothing in his hands but his dick
he couldn't handle pressure, he couldn't handle shit
for the life he was leading,
led him down the wrong path
where guns blast, don't give a shit
about the god's wrath
don't want to talk to the counselor, doctor
to tell 'em what's real, tell 'em what's proper
the situation's unclear like gray
and i know it gets worse everyday
Chorus
I am a mess, i've made a huge mess
i can't control myself
i'm losing it, i've lost it
i've split all my marbles
'cause i see you inside of me
sometimes i want to be thrown away
a hyper spaz, and that is the way
sometimes i want to be thrown away