hey....well, basically over a four week period, every time i smoked, i'd write just about anything that came across my mind. i was basically experimenting with verses that are just me talking that go into musical chorus type things, sooo, yeap, tell me what ya think! Mind, Pt.1 verse: >I dont know why i did this now, i just wanted to type something that seemed once cool inside of my head, but i forgot what it was... >i love me some tool, i'm listening to tool, tool...is fucking sweet, i've listened to this cd 3 times already..........so yea, it rocks >how the fuck does he come up with these god damn lyrics, they're uber mother fucking sweet, i'd fuck his children if i could >i keep thinking someone is behind me, i'm all alone at the moment, waiting for andy, but i keep thinking someone opens the door verse: >GOD, fucking tool! ..damn it! i thought someone opened the door again, holy shit, i'm getting really fucking dizzy right about fucking now >okay i'm back, i dunno what happened, i'm just really fucked up i suppose eh'? FUCKING DOOR! i wish andy would hurry the fuck up >so if you cant tell, i'm actually trying to copy off tool's rosetta stoned with the fucked up way i'm writing this song, do you care? i dont >damn it to the pits of bloody fucking hell... i forgot what i was talking about again, and i really really really really dont feel like reading right now verse: >i think i'll make this into techno song, it be fun. i want sweet techno music for fun fun times.... why am i turning into a fuzzy fucking bear? >holy shit andy, get the fuck here so you can fucking read this shit! god damn it, dont make me write another song about your bitch ass car! >its not THAT bad of a car, i just like to say shit like that because....well, i've been meaning to tell you this for a few months now.....you're stupid >i just made myself laugh by reading my last scentenceFUCKYEA!!!!!!! fucking wings part one just kick into gear! i love this damn song! woot woot! verse: >yea, this will deffinetaly make a sweet techno song, then i'll beat the fuck out of that bitch door that i keep thinking is opening......... i have an idea >fuck! i forgot! fuck! shit! piss! *****!! ANDEEE!! eawer! god! what the fuck am i doing? i forgot again! yea, eat your heart out tool, i'm outwriting you! >you think keeping up with your rosetta stoned and reading the lyrics at the same time is really hard??..............................well.................try this... >I SWEAR TO FUCKING GOD THAT DOOR IS GONNA GET IT! now i forgot how i was gonna end this, i need to make it funny..............EXTREME!!! Mind, Pt.2 verse: >So, theres a t.v. on, its on, but not being watched.. >Jobo brought some movies out with him.. >Now he and Andy lie asleep, its approximately 6:18 a.m. >So I'm watching them....the movies... verse: >I hate my fucking door, but I'm glad.. >..at the moment, its closed >So I guess theres nowhere to sleep... >I'm staying up, Andy will be awake soon.. verse: >Kinser...mutha-fuckin' Kinsah!......awake.. >...damn, my telekinisis isn't working >i'll have to fix that...wonder how much it costs? >....i'll just google it verse: >So its been a whole day since I've wrote on this >Andy is back after work >I'm bored.... >I'll write a story.. verse: >So once there was this black guy... >He was listening to Tool one bright, sunny day.. >He was walking down the sidewalk when it happened >...the day it all faded to black verse: >He awoke later in his own bed.. >Soaked in sweat, he caught enough breath to spit out the words >..."It must have been a dream".. verse: >Deep in the back of his mind, he felt he needed to do something.... >He went about his day....normally.. >The usual...smoked a bowl, went to work, took a shit, showered, then hit the bar.. >..He drinks untill 2 a.m., then leaves the bar... verse: >He realizes he can't drive, HA! >Hell NO! He was WAY too fucked up! >The man reaches into his car to pull out his walkman.. >He starts walking in the direction of his house.. verse: >He was alone, he thought he heard other footsteps >...He walked faster.. >He was grabbed from behind... >The last thing he saw, was a knife...the day it all faded to black.. verse: >So there ya go, how was the story? >You may think i'm insane.. >But I'm not.. >You are... verse: >Why? >Because we all see things differently >...I just see things in a weird type of way >I see you as insane..... verse: >So if you've ever wondered.. >Exactly..WHAT kind of hit goes on in the depths on my mind.. >If you THINK you have me figured out... >...Then you haven't even SEEN the half of it... Mind, Pt.3 verse: >Ya miss me? >I'm back! >Yet again, I'm...just...gone...I'm going to explain.. >So this is gonna be part three.. verse: >I really should make this sweet... >Here I go, I'm gonna try... >To tell you.. >What is really all that is in my mind... verse: >I'm sitting in a room of five...just observing..I feel like I'm learning... >Kind of like... >Discovery Channel... >...But in real life verse: >It only seems as if a few seconds have passed.. >But what you don't know...is that almost fourteen hours have passed... >Isn't it weird how time works like that? >In only a matter of a few seconds, you can see what took as long as years to unfold... verse: >There is just no way you can comprehend... >...How much has REALLY happened >...How much someone had to go through... >...How much pain may have been endoured.. verse: >I guess trying to understand things like this... >Just leaves questions that can't be answered >Thats the only reason...that... >...I'm aeithiest chorus: >My mind is only one, alone, alone >I'm a crazy mutha fucka to get to know.. >You'll never predict me, I'm too damn random.. >Fuck you assholes, this is the portal into my mind... verse: >Back at Mat's again... >Chillin'...Mat and Andy are upstairs.. >When I'm alone....I think.... >...I think I think too much.... verse: >Off to class now... >...Be back in fourty... >...Back again, was actually longer... >...Tool was involved... verse: >Fooseball was taking time as well... >I am champion.. >Its almost too intense.... >Let me tell you why... chorus: >My mind is only one, alone, alone >I'm a crazy mutha fucka to get to know.. >You'll never predict me, I'm too damn random.. >Fuck you assholes, this is the portal into my mind... verse: >We start out just fine..but then.. >He scores..... >And he keeps doing so... >I give it every bit I've got verse: >Everything in the world depends on every point I make.. >My heart starts racing... >I go into an adrenaline type trance... >The whole time, my heart beating out of my chest... verse: >SHIIIIT! FUCKK! NOOOOOO! >...Fuck you Mat, you're gonna give me a heart attack >Your screaming makes me giggle... >...But damn does it hurt musical verse x4: >Step into my mind >As if you care >As if you care >Empty vastness inside of nowhere >Empty vastness inside of nowhere... >Empty vastness inside of nowhere... >Empty vastness inside of nowhere... >Empty vastness inside of nowhere... verse: >I'm going crazy...everything seems so.... >...Serious >I get angry when people are serious.. >.....Chill the fuck out people verse: >As I've told you before, I hate my fucking door... >It HAS to be closed... >I feel unsafe if I can see into the hall... >I feel like...something is watching me...with a stare of deep hatred and sorrow... verse: >This presence...scares the SHIT out of me >I feel if I don't look, I may not have a chance to live...so I panik.... >I try not to do it.. >But my body stops moving.. >...My heart races.. >Its too loud to hear if something is there... >In one last effort, I force my frozen body into a demention of anxiety, terror, and torture, that you can NEVER comprehend... >Just to twist my head and look.. >...........Nothing was there..... musical chorus: >My hearts beating faster >Such a fake disaster >So much to get through this >I hope that I'm not missed musical verse: >Forget.. >That I.. >Once alive.. >Tried not.. >To dispise.. >Fuck those people >..Having lives >Apparation... >Miss my eyes.. >I am nothing.. >Paralyzed.. >Wish I'd done more... >With my life verse: >Like when I was a child.... >I could have helped more, to help so much... >I used to watch in terror.... >I couldn't help...I was too scared... verse: >The beatings from him just seemed to be to much... >I couldn't handle seeing the pain... >I ran into my room... >.....I'm sorry mom....... musical verse: >Hard to put up with >Those crazy antics >No >Mother please make it through this >I'll get us out here... >Someway or somewhere.. >What he put you through.. >Sent me places I never knew... musical verse: >Now I'm nothing >...Eyeless mind >Couldn't help her >...Terrified >Seeking vengance >...Crusify >Filled with envy >...Taking lives >Paranoia >Caused this void >Fuckin' Zombie... >Not my choice >All alone now... >By myself >Neostalgia... >Doesn't help... verse: >Too crazy for ya? >Do you understand me now? >Do you see everything as I see it? >I doubt it... >Good luck trying though... >To be me...to think like me... >You have to go through what I've been through.... >.......I don't think you can handle that... verse: >But isn't it weird how different another persons percept on reality... >Can seem SO wrong at first... >...But seem so RIGHT later? >Thats because it IS right....I'M right... verse: >Ya know whats weird...... >Is that I've talked about A LOT of shit.... >In this last piece... >And its all because of that fucking door... outro: >Gonna blow your fuckin' mind x5 >Through intelligent design >Gonna blow your fuckin' mind x8 >How can you define? >Gonna blow your fuckin' mind x8 >You're running out of time >Gonna blow your fuckin' mind x12