Scum, McFly - Not Right lyrics
[Scum, McFly - Not Right lyrics]
I (I) I'm not (I'm not) I'm not right in the head (in the head)
I, I'm not, I'm not right in the head
(in my head)
I (I) I'm not (I'm not) I'm not right in the head (in the head)
I, I'm not, I'm not right in the head
(in my head)
He's begging me not to do that
Shit but violence is the key
A sole criminal I reach for a bat
And aiming it for his knee
He's laying up on the ground with
That pistol to his face
He was talking shit on LSP now
His blood's all over the place
Better be down to town when fucking
Around with me and Fly cause
If you try to start some
Shit we're gonna hurt you
Don't give a fuck about your girl
Cuz after what we do
To you You better believe them
Bitch-ass faggots will desert you
I'm mentally unstable diagnosed with OCD
It's time to turn my
Morbid thoughts into reality
So fuck with me I'll take your life
By stabbing you in the chest
Cuz LSP be smashing fools so
Bitch you best not test
I'm criminally insane with thoughts of
Murder in my brain
You'll all pretend to be my friend
But they can't stand me
I'm getting ready to kill them all
Don't lose control and watch you fall shut up
And then before them pigs can apprehend me
I (I) I'm not (I'm not) I'm not right in the head (in the head)
I, I'm not, I'm not right in the head
(in my head)
I (I) I'm not (I'm not) I'm not right in the head (in the head)
I, I'm not, I'm not right in the head
(in my head)
It's been 48 I need a Xanax 'fore I snap
I run up on someone and then
I give their face a slap
With a load of strappers watch 'em
Cry I need to laugh
Because their life expectancy has just
Been cut in half
Wondering what is wrong with me cause
I can't get along with anyone normal
All my friends are violent psychos
I ain't your homie, ain't your bud
I'd love to stomp you in the mud and walk
Around with your fucking blood
All over my clothes
Forgot to take my pills now I'm
Lost and on the run
I call los colores, pick me up
I hope he brings a gun
So we can go and kill for
Fun until we both get caught
And locked in a mental hospital
Until we fucking rot
Both of us just take Ritalin loving
To start a bloody fight
And might just beat someone to
Death without a reason
There are so many left to rot I
Really hope we don't get caught
Cause if we do I'd rather get
Shot than go to prison
I (I) I'm not (I'm not) I'm not right in the head (in the head)
I, I'm not, I'm not right in the head
(in my head)
I (I) I'm not (I'm not) I'm not right in the head (in the head)
I, I'm not, I'm not right in the head
(in my head)
I, I'm not, I'm not right in the head
(in my head)
I (I) I'm not (I'm not) I'm not right in the head (in the head)
I, I'm not, I'm not right in the head
(in my head)
He's begging me not to do that
Shit but violence is the key
A sole criminal I reach for a bat
And aiming it for his knee
He's laying up on the ground with
That pistol to his face
He was talking shit on LSP now
His blood's all over the place
Better be down to town when fucking
Around with me and Fly cause
If you try to start some
Shit we're gonna hurt you
Don't give a fuck about your girl
Cuz after what we do
To you You better believe them
Bitch-ass faggots will desert you
I'm mentally unstable diagnosed with OCD
It's time to turn my
Morbid thoughts into reality
So fuck with me I'll take your life
By stabbing you in the chest
Cuz LSP be smashing fools so
Bitch you best not test
I'm criminally insane with thoughts of
Murder in my brain
You'll all pretend to be my friend
But they can't stand me
I'm getting ready to kill them all
Don't lose control and watch you fall shut up
And then before them pigs can apprehend me
I (I) I'm not (I'm not) I'm not right in the head (in the head)
I, I'm not, I'm not right in the head
(in my head)
I (I) I'm not (I'm not) I'm not right in the head (in the head)
I, I'm not, I'm not right in the head
(in my head)
It's been 48 I need a Xanax 'fore I snap
I run up on someone and then
I give their face a slap
With a load of strappers watch 'em
Cry I need to laugh
Because their life expectancy has just
Been cut in half
Wondering what is wrong with me cause
I can't get along with anyone normal
All my friends are violent psychos
I ain't your homie, ain't your bud
I'd love to stomp you in the mud and walk
Around with your fucking blood
All over my clothes
Forgot to take my pills now I'm
Lost and on the run
I call los colores, pick me up
I hope he brings a gun
So we can go and kill for
Fun until we both get caught
And locked in a mental hospital
Until we fucking rot
Both of us just take Ritalin loving
To start a bloody fight
And might just beat someone to
Death without a reason
There are so many left to rot I
Really hope we don't get caught
Cause if we do I'd rather get
Shot than go to prison
I (I) I'm not (I'm not) I'm not right in the head (in the head)
I, I'm not, I'm not right in the head
(in my head)
I (I) I'm not (I'm not) I'm not right in the head (in the head)
I, I'm not, I'm not right in the head
(in my head)