Usual Suspects

I think I’ve lost my mind
I think I’ve lost my mind
I think I’ve lost my mind
I think I’ve lost my mind
Woke up one morning on the sunset strip
With a half-smoked blunt and some blood on my lips
Hit up the brain for that Mary Jane
Man, all she had left was Ménage a trois
Rolled the pink, I picked up some Cuervo
Walking sideways and I’m starting to swerve-o
Last night was wild, put my money in jumbos
Wine and dine, tig 'ol biddies and bimbos
Hollywood Rat Pack, cans in my backpack
Cruise to your valley and I’m snatching your snapbacks
Huffing on some paint and I think that I’m half-black
Roll another blunt and fuck it up over this track
I think I’ve lost my mind
But I’m feeling so alive
What a pity, it’s so pretty
Looking through the bars and I see my city
I think I’ve lost my mind
Yeah, I’m feeling so alive
What a pity, it’s so pretty
Looking through the bars and I see my city
If everybody gotta be everything they wanna be
I don’t think I’d see you bitches sitting right in front of me
Look into the windows, packing up the pistols
These bitches talking shit about a Hollywood hit song
You can come west but you’ll never be west coast
Doping all these motherfuckers deep in the Desoto
Oh no, tell me what you wanna be
You can be anything but not another three
I’m a Holy Roller, slow blood soaker
The mask on the page of a wanted poster
Look into my eyes and tell me what you see
The wickedness in you is the wickedness in me
I think I’ve lost my mind
But I’m feeling so alive
What a pity, it’s so pretty
Looking through the bars and I see my city
I think I’ve lost my mind
Yeah, I’m feeling so alive
What a pity, it’s so pretty
Looking through the bars and I see my city
How did I let this happen, this life I can’t get back from
This fully loaded magnum, if you got some questions ask them
I turn into a mad man like Dehmar mixed with Manson
I’ll take your soul for ransom, make you scream my fucking anthem
I’m knocking at your door, I’m pacing back and forth
You better board up your windows ‘cause I’ma start a war
Or maybe I’m just tripping, this weed has got me spinning
Undead until I die so when I die you know I’m living
I think I’ve lost my mind
I think I’ve lost my mind
I think I’ve lost my mind
I think I’ve lost my mind
I think I’ve lost my mind
But I’m feeling so alive
What a pity, it’s so pretty
Looking through the bars and I see my city
I think I’ve lost my mind
Yeah, I’m feeling so alive
What a pity, it’s so pretty
Looking through the bars and I see my city
I think I’ve lost my mind
But I’m feeling so alive
What a pity, it’s so pretty
Looking through the bars and I see my city
I think I’ve lost my mind
Yeah, I’m feeling so alive
What a pity, it’s so pretty
Looking through the bars and I see my city