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You’ve tied up my mind in knots Got ligature marks on my thoughts Vision’s blurred, I’m flying blind Are these flashing red lights warning signs? Now tell me what is your childhood trauma? I’ll tell you mine And we can measure it up and see who’s less fine... What is your childhood trauma? I’ll tell you mine: Messed up Stressed out Cut up Kicked out Chewed up Spat out Left the fuck out Please pick your collision course Kamikaze Can’t see where we’re going Road to ruin lies ahead Please brace for turbulence Any idiot could see (idiot could see) Kamikaze Letras de cancionesCan’t seem to escape it Going off the grid, don’t care This way to certain death This Kamikaze Kamikaze can’t see Senses gone completely numb What the hell have I become? Deep down we know how this ends No regard for consequence So tell me what is your childhood trauma, let’s measure up And we can figure out who’s the most fucked up What is your goddamn problem? I’ll tell you mine: Struggling Ugly Inside Crying In Depression Everything’s fine Please pick your collision course Kamikaze Can’t see where we’re going Road to ruin lies ahead Please brace for turbulence Any idiot could see (idiot could see) Kamikaze Can’t seem to escape it Going off the grid, don’t care This way to certain death This Kamikaze Kamikaze can’t see What is your goddamn problem? Will King: Tell me how much time you got? Do you wanna fucking start one? Will King: Alright, is this what you want? Yeah Will King: Violent ends I’ve burnt away all my history Vicious cycles Kept me in from breaking free And now it’s far too late To change your mind and turn around This plane’s coming down Kamikaze Can’t see where we’re going Road to ruin lies ahead Please brace for turbulence Any idiot could see (Idiot could see) Kamikaze Can’t seem to escape it Going off the grid, don’t care This way to certain death This Kamikaze Kamikaze can’t see This plane’s coming down From Letras Mania