Prozak, Insane Clown Posse - Insane lyrics

Insane, insane, insane

Another dreaded day of anguish
My life is conflicted, contorted and twisted
A labyrinth of logistic language
It seems that I'm always lettin'
Everybody pass me by
And I haven't slept since I woke up
To find my life's a lie
A manic depressive with
Such compulsive tendencies
It's need to get away from me
Cause I am my own enemy
I'm thinking these pills will set me free
Or it's the best to bleed
I grab my razor blade but it's not helping me
And therapy? yeah I've tried it
Confided 'til I decided to stick my knife
Inside her and now her life subsided
And now she haunts me, taunts me
And stalks me
I think she wants to be the death of me
Get the fuck off me! I can't stop screamin'
Am I awake or dreamin'?
It seems there's no rhyme or reason
To please these inner demons
Fuck it, I guess I'm high enough up
I guess I call my own bluff
Step up for the edge of the roof and jump

Who controls the insane? It's automatic
Who's the one to take blame? It's automatic
(Insane) Like a flame in a windstorm
No direction, for who gets burned
Random, miscellaneous madness
It's automatic (Insane)

You ain't never felt the pain like this here
So severe explosions of super fear unloadin'
Between my ears
My fingernails grow another four
Inches probably every hour
My blood is dried up inside me
It blows out like powder
I try to scream, but it enhances my panic
I see two hundred little kids
Laughin' in bloody pajamas
And the damage is a sickness
Way beyond a suicidal fix
My soul is in it's grips whether
Or not my motor ticks
I go berzerk like I'm playin'
Video game with my life
Start killin' 'em all with my knife
Under the freeway bridges
Hittin' homeless and schizophrenic
Stuck in sudden dead flesh, electro panic
Got me stuck in the sudden dead flesh
(Electro panic)

Who controls the insane? It's automatic
Who's the one to take blame? It's automatic
(Insane) Like a flame in a windstorm
No direction, for who gets burned
Random, miscellaneous madness
It's automatic (Insane)

My brain is off limit's
Even I ain't giving orders
I'm stuck inside my body
Eyeballin' these slaughters
I have no control over my
Arms as they choke you
So quit beggin' me to stop and
Squirmin' making your body flop
It's six hundred degrees in my forehead!
My body is frozen cold
I'm layin' in your bed
The room is spinnin' fast in one way
I'm spinin' slow the other
All I see is an necks
And knives meeting each other
They almost got me
I was smoking rocks behind a Rite Aid
They roll up on me with their lights
Guns drawn and pepper spray
Woke up again next to three dead friends
I don't know when the insanity begins
Insanity ends
I don't know when the insanity begins
Insanity eeaugh

Who controls the insane? It's automatic
Who's the one to take blame? It's automatic
(Insane) Like a flame in a windstorm
No direction, for who gets burned
Random, miscellaneous madness
It's automatic (Insane)

Prozak and ICP
With our best attempt to decipher insanity
When one cannot control himself any longer
Who takes over that control?

(Insane) Who controls the
Insane? It's automatic
(Insane) Who's the one to
Take blame? It's automatic
(Insane) Like a flame in a windstorm
No direction, for who gets burned
(Insane) Random, miscellaneous madness
It's automatic (Insane)