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Father, I confess for doing I had a brain, but life had to ruin it Dissinfected, Disected, Don't Respect It When you put me in a cage full of animals Savages and cold blooded canibals I can't help but come but abouts me try to run but they found me, surround me Then they choke ya, and provoke ya try to smoke ya, turn you into a joka I tried to rub it off, but its all i know the only thing i ever knew, so what to do look at you, a bigot till your growin old your growin mold, with a soul thats freezin cold so i confess, but even if im all wrong I'll be down with the clown till im dead and gone Chorus: Yes, I confess, but i really could care (leeess) I tried and I tried but fate wasn't on my (siiiiiide) Yes, I confess, but i really could care (leeess) I tried and I tried but fate wasn't on my (siiiiiide) Letras de cancionesI confess, this lady had a purse, so i took it i took it home, opened it, i shook it she had papers, lipstick and nail polish credit cards and about 27 dollars i bought a 5th, drank it and laid there it seemed like, i could see the purse everywhere on the light post, by this mail box i tried to run from it, i ran a couple blocks but there it was, on the side walk, waitin for me it tried to lure me to it, i had to fuckin' do it i picked it up, and stuck my fuckin' hand in it it was full of rats, and they fuckin' bit it off father i confess, im a criminal but my worlds too subliminal around me look at them, all the wicked masses thats why im down with the clown till im ashes Chorus Its like a circus, a wicked carnival Everybodys got a tickit, they're lookin For the freaks, to point and gawk at Look at yourself, the jokes on you jack Chorus (Repeats Until Song Ends) From Letras Mania