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letra de usual suspects (hollywood undead cover) - new york fire

[intro: both]
i think i’ve lost my mind
i think i’ve lost my mind
i think i’ve lost my mind
i think i’ve lost my mind

[verse 1: max seen]
woke up one morning on the sunset strip
with a half-smoked blunt and some blood on my lip
hit up loraine for the mary jane
man, all she had left was ménage à trois
rolled in the pink, i picked up some cuervo
walking sideways and i’m starting to swerve, oh
last night was wild, blew my money at jumbo’s
wine and dine, tig ol’ bitties and bimbos
hollywood rat pack, cans in my backpack
cruise through your valley and i’m sn-tching your snapbacks
huffing on some paint and i think that i’m half black
roll another blunt and f-ck it up over this track

[chorus: patrick free]
i think i’ve lost my mind
but i’m feeling so alive
what a pity, it’s so pretty
looking through the bars and i see my city
i think i’ve lost my mind
yeah, i’m feeling so alive
what a pity, it’s so pretty
looking through the bars and i see my city
[verse 2: patrick free]
if everybody gotta be everything they wanna be
i don’t think i’d see you b-tches sitting right in front of me
you can tint the windows, packing up the pistols
b-tch was talking sh-t ’bout my hollywood hits, so…
you can come west, but you’ll never be west coast
doping all these motherf-ckers deep in the desoto
oh no, tell me what you wanna be
you can be anything but not another three
i’m a holy roller, slow blunt smoker
the mask on the page of a wanted poster
look into my eyes and tell me what you see
the wickedness in you is the wickedness in me

[verse 3: max seen]
how did i let this happen? this life i can’t get back from
this fully loaded magnum, if you got some questions, ask ’em
i turned into a madman like dahmer mixed with manson
i’ll take your soul for ransom, make you scream my f-cking anthem
i’m knocking at your door, i’m pacing back and forth
you better board up your windows ’cause i’mma start a war
or maybe i’m just tripping, this weed has got me spinning
undead until i die so when i die you know i’m living
[bridge: both]
i think i’ve lost my mind
i think i’ve lost my mind
i think i’ve lost my mind
i think i’ve lost my mind

[chorus: patrick free]
i think i’ve lost my mind
but i’m feeling so alive
what a pity, it’s so pretty
looking through the bars and i see my city
i think i’ve lost my mind
yeah, i’m feeling so alive
what a pity, it’s so pretty
looking through the bars and i see my city
i think i’ve lost my mind
but i’m feeling so alive
what a pity, it’s so pretty
looking through the bars and i see my city
i think i’ve lost my mind
yeah, i’m feeling so alive
what a pity, it’s so pretty
looking through the bars and i see my city

- new york fire

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