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Usual Suspects lyrics

Performer Hollywood Undead

Usual Suspects song lyrics by Hollywood Undead official

Usual Suspects is a song in English

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 the half smoked blunt and some blood on my lip
Hit up the brain for that Mary Jane
Man, all she had left was menajetwa
Rolled in the Pink I picked up some Cuervo
Walking sideways and I'm starting to swerv-o
Last night was wild put my money a jumbos
Wine and dine, tig ol' bitties and bimbos
Hollywood rap pack, cans in my back pack
Cruse through your valley and I'm snatchin' your snapback
Huffin' 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
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
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 think you bichtes 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 will never be west coast
Dopin' on these motherfuckers deep in the Desoto
Oh no, tell me whatcha wanna be
You can be anything but not another 3
Got the 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
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
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
The fully loaded magnum
If you got some questions, ask them!
I turn into a mad man like Dahmer mixed with Manson
I take the soul for answer, make you scream my fucking anthem
I'm knocking at your door
I play some back and forth
You better board up your windows 'cuz imma start a war
Or maybe I'm just trippin'
This weed has got me spinnin'
Undead until I die so when I die you know I'm livin'

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
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
I'm feeling so alive
What a pity, it's so pretty
Looking through the bars and I see my city
Lyrics copyright : legal lyrics licensed by Lyricfind.
No unauthorized reproduction of lyric.
Writers: DANIEL MURILLO, DYLAN PETER ALVAREZ, GEORGE ARTHUR RAGAN, JORDON KRISTOPHER TERRELL, JOREL DECKER, MATTHEW BUSEK
Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group

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