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ICP (Insane Clown Posse) - "Truly Alone"
Lyrics to Truly Alone : There aint nobody, asking me, Ive been There aint nobody, that would name me, as a friend There aint nobody, thats dropping by, to say hi There aint nobody, thats caring whether I Live or die I have nobody, to tell about, my growing angers I have nobody, to tell about me, Following strangers There aint nobody, making sure Im takin all of my pills There aint nobody, Slowing me down and keeping me still, Im truly alone... They say a man can only be alone for so long, before the mans mind is gone. They say a man can Only be alone for so long, before the mans mind is gone. They say a man can only be alone for so Long, before the mans mind is gone. They say a man can only be alone for so long, before the Mans mind is gone. There aint nobody, telling me, not to jump off. There aint nobody, telling me, not to chop Your block off. I get so bloody, I ruin all of my clothes. I get so bloody, I sit in, the dark Alone. I have nobody, to tell about, my dark fantasies. I have nobody, to tell about, my dark Realities. There aint nobody, around me, nobody wanna be friends. I get so bloody, all on me, The mess never ends. Im truly alone... They say a man can only be alone for so long, before the mans mind is gone. They say a man can Only be alone for so long, before the mans mind is gone. They say a man can only be alone for so Long, before the mans mind is gone. They say a man can only be alone for so long, before the Mans mind is gone. I walked into a super K, and went into the back. I started askin questions checkin out the Chainsaw rack. They had a test model, i pulled the cord and got it runnin. Turned the blade on The kid workin and blood started gunnin. "What the fuck am I doing'" I dropped the shit and Started cryin. I made it down two aisles before some hero clotheslined me. I got up, grabbed a Shovel, and stabbed him in the gut. I pulled it out and hammered across the back of his nug. Im Hearing sirnes going off, its no bluelight specials. I turned murderer cavin in to daily life Pressures but fuck that now all yall gonna know me. See me on TV and be like "Look there go my Homie." Im more than lonely, Im lost, lives are the cost. I just beat some bitch in the head, Stabbed her twice and took off. They cant find me, Im hidin in the flannel coat rack. I jump Out and attack, and put a gash in your neck. I finally made it to the front door, and to the Parking lot. Thats wen i got shot alot I got got. Police with bullets and more bullets, pluggin Me deep. Im seein flashes, hearing screamin and its all over me. I see a crowd of people bein Held behind the police tape. All watchin me die, I think i made no mistake. I finally got some Recognition, dying on my knees, ready for hell because compared to my life, it should be an Ease... like easy... cake walk... lets go [ Truly Alone Lyrics ]
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