Johnny Lyrics

Fuck I'm becoming the Underground Man again

Cynically sinister, dissociated mannequin

Try not to be too much of a cunt when I can

Delusional, paranoid, disposable animal

Borrow me your shot gun, may I man?

It's just gonna take one klick-bang

Bang bang my head on the wall

Grey matter, dark matter does it mater at all?

Pitfall into emotional illiteracy

Dissing myself now where is all the discipline?

Assuming I should've taken more mescaline

Hunter talk to me, Oscar rescue them

Will yourself out of this agony

Energy creation, wrong, entropy

My brain is the equivalent of the human centipede

Manage the sensations, masochistic energy

Hi, here is Johnny

I'm inside your mind

You thought you were on me?

I've been on you all the time

Dude that shit is disturbing

Yeah I know but I can't help it, keep immersing

In ostentatious narcissistic nihilistic combinations

Immolations arsonistic mutilations taking place

Inside my head causing

Inward-collapse couldn't

Pin point my finger on the synaptic triggers

For those cringe zombie figures that keep lingering and distorting

My insular cortex dystopian forces forcing portions

Of my split personality

Into frantically romantically reporting gory stories

Memento mori

Cerebral sorting has gotten to boring borderline pouring

Touring test me cause I'm guessing

There must be something artificially infesting

Hi, here is Johnny

I'm inside your mind

You thought you were on me?

I've been on you all the time

Beg your pardon, a bit of salience

Now it hit me when Lex said that aliens

Might be the very thoughts inside my mind

So, wait what? Those psychotic themes might have never been mine, right

Now I'm feeling mentally promiscuous

Makes me stiffen up better sniff that up

But the cocainism makes my brain cells drizzle

And then showcase wisdom of a dysfunctional system

Erratic exorcism

Reason has missed them, junkies don't listen

Yet you better not diss them

Redrum, black drum, any drum hanging in

Kensington tranq been preventing them from panicking

And examining paranoia trafficking

Pandora's box been opened

Shadows crossing in

Hi, here is Johnny

I'm inside your mind

You thought you were on me?

I've been on you all the time