Stab a Few Words

My imagination is just one perverted land
 My imagination is the corruptor of the other ones
 My imagination penetrates my consciously me
 My imagination is dripping from my nose to my feet
 Woah!
 Just the cancer of the good old minds
 Woah!
 Isn't this what people want to snuff?
 Woah!
 your ideals, your ideas
 Just wanna stab a few words in your (ears)
 Inside my dreams I always have what I want to
 The inside of my dreams, are twisted, are dark and white
 My explicit dreams, have no beginning (and neither have ends)
 Inside my dreams I'm tearing my teeth with my fists
 Woah!
 Just the cancer of the good old minds
 Woah!
 Isn't this what people want to snuff?
 Woah!
 your ideals, your ideas
 Just wanna stab a few words in your
 This is the game where my head always win
 This is the box, in that box that I can't find
 Just wanna speak the correct words, right?
 This is the game that you and me will never win
 With another psycho version of me
 Just turn around and you will see, my real me (My real me)
 Woah!
 Just the cancer of the good old minds
 Woah!
 Isn't this what people want to snuff?
 Woah!
 Antother mistake, it's to late, we are falling inside
 your ideals, your ideas
 Just wanna stab a few words