Yeah.

I should have known it from the start what I was in for.
She break a tin full,
she copied, we exchanged some info.
Called her on the tele, conversations were simple,
ain't playin' games, my game, retain the tempo.
And things, no shame, two sparks turned into flames,
Nimpho's in the park, just dancin' in the rain.
Hook me with this fix, and look to drain my aim,
Some never retain what wouldn't suck from your veins.

Tre: So baby I ask you...
Jonathan: What do you want from me?

Jonathan:
You see this time, I cannot ever never love another, cunt
You trick ass slut, love twice and you'll get fucked.
You see this time, I cannot ever never love another, cunt
You trick ass slut, love twice and you'll get fucked.

Tre:
Rest us, rest us from the pain, if I ask.
Ashamed cos a game keep playin' me wrong.
Promise not to ever sing a damn 'nother song,
Until I realize who the fuck I am.

A man out of sync with his own program,
trying to find some kind of inner link.
A man out of sync with his own program,
trying to find some kind of inner link.

Tre: So baby I ask you...
Jonathan: What do you want from me?

Jonathan:
You see this time, I cannot ever never love another, cunt
You trick ass slut, love twice and you'll get fucked.
You see this time, I cannot ever never love another, cunt
You trick ass slut, love twice and you'll get fucked.

Tre:
Ahh yeah.

She's the epitomy of sweet misery,
The sweeter the stroke, the deeper the pain given.
There's an angel, angle sex-driven.
Dangerous sex kitten, warm as a mitten.
Fittin' like a glove, with abstract relations,
Testin' all my patience, push comes to shove.
Emotional masturbation, fuckin' with my love,

Are you ready? 

This place inside my mind, a place I like to hide 
You don't know the chances. What if I should die? 
A place inside my brain, another kind of pain 
You don't know the chances. I'm so blind 

Another place I find to escape the pain inside 
You don't know the chances. What if I should die?
A place inside my brain, another kind of pain 
You don't know the chances. I'm so blind 

Deeper and deeper and deeper as I journey to 
Live a life that seems to be a lost reality 
That can never find a way to reach. 
My inner selfesteem is low. 
How deep can I go in the ground that I lay? 
If I don't find a way to see through the gray that clouds my mind.

Everyone is looking at me
I can't get out of bed
There is evil in my head
Everyone just let me be
Because when I hit the stage
It is gone and I am free

Goddam you say you'll get up for me
You're the crowd, come on give it back to me
You won't beg for me, beg for me, beg for me

Goddam you say you'll get up with me
You're the crowd, come on give it back to me
You won't beg for me, be there for me, beg for me

Tell me, how could this fade?
I am going in shame
And I could not have my pain
Everyone please let me be
'Cause we're on stage
And it's gone and I am free

Goddam you say you'll get up with me
You're the crowd, come on give it back to me
You won't beg for me, beg for me, beg for me

Goddam you say you'll get up with me
You're the crowd, come on give it back to me
You won't beg for me, be there for me, beg for me

I feel the shame
I'm not insane
The things I feel now
Arent the same
Who gives a fuck,
if my life sucks?
I just know one day
I won't give up

Everyone just let me be

I, I am confused, fighting myself 
Wanting to give in, needing your help 
Skin cold with fear, feel it when we touch 
Outside I don't know you, but inside I'm fine (fucked) 

Can you see it in me? 
Skin cold from touch 
Each day confronted with what I have done 
You pull me closer, I push you away 
You tell me it's okay, I can't help but feel the pain 

I hate you 
Why are you taken? 
I love you 
I feel so helpless 
Why is it you? 
ripping my insides each time I'm with you

So you've seen I've gotten this far.
Please give me some place to hide.
I'm not trying to go there, so take me away.

Life sometimes pisses me off.
It's never a good trip for me
Every time I reach for love, it's taken away.

Night! So I play.
Give me a sign this is gay.
Give me some patience, so I pray.
It's time to die. Is that what I want?

There's nothing wrong wanting to be loved.
Is there something wrong with me?
For once in my life I'd like to be really set free.

Let me be me.

Night! So I play.
Give me a sign this is gay.
Give me some guidance, so I pray.
It's time to die. Is that what I want?

Take me away.
TakenЕ away. (all 2x)

Something I get, I got to get home
Run, run, run, run, run, run running home

Where is my home...

...suck my dick...

Night! So I play.

I hate writing shit, it is so stupid
What's my problem today?
Maybe I'm depressed,
Maybe I'm helpless to what comes out my hand
Pain...Pain...Pain

I hate writing shit, it is so stupid
Why do I feel this way?
Feelings in my heart
I'm in way too far
Can't it won't go away
Pain...Pain...Pain

Before long my song is dying

I hate writing shit
Ain't looking forward to it
What's fucked up, today?
Writing all this time
Feeling all that's mine
Come right out my hand
Pain...Pain...Pain

Before long my song is dying

Tell me now, I want to know
Is it me inside you see?
Ahh, it isn't fair
I gotta let this song inside me...free...

Set me free

Am I going crazy?
Come on, and say in taste
Am I too lost, to face it?
And what will it cost
To escape

Fred: What's up with this fucking 'Ball Tongue' shit?
Jon: All I needed was a Pepsi...
Fred: You better shut the fuck up, punk.
Jon: Whatever nigga...
Fred: Say what, say what?
Jon: My dick is bigger than yours...
Fred: Say what, say what?
Jon: My band is bigger than yours...

Fred: Too bad I got your beans in my bag, stuck-up sucka', Korny motherfucka'. Takin' over flows is the Limp pimp, need a Bizkit to save this crew from Jon Davis. I'm gonna drop a little east side skill, ya best step back 'cuz I'm 'a kill, I'm 'a kill. So watcha thinking Mr. Raggedy man? Doin' all you can to look like Raggedy Ann.

Jon:Check you out punk, yes I know you feel it. You look like one of those dancers from the Hanson video, you little faggot ho. Please give me some shit to work with, 'cuz right now I'm all it kid, suck my dick kid, like your daddy did.

Fred: Who the fuck you think you're talking to??
Jon: Me.
Fred: I'm known for eatin' little whiny chumps like you.
Jon: Whatever.
Fred: All up in my face with that...
Jon: Are you ready?!?
Fred: But halitosis, is all you're rockin' steady. You little fairy, smelling all your flowers. Nappy hairy chest, look it's Austin Powers!

Jon: Yeah, baby!

Fred: I hear ya tootin' on them fag-pipes clod, but you said it best, there's No Place To Hide.

Jon: What the fuck ya' sayin'? You're a pimp whateva', limp dick. Fred Durst needs to rehearse, needs to reverse what he's saying. Wannabe funk joke is what you're playin', rippin' up a bad counterfeit, fakin'! Plus your bills I'm paying, you can't eat that shit every day, Fred. Lay off the bacon.

Fred: Say what, say what? You better watch your fuckin' mouth, Jon.

CHORUS:
Jon: So you hate me?
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Honestly, somehow it always seems that I'm dreamin' of something that I can never be
It doesn't bother to me, 'cause I will always be that pimp that i see
in all of my fantasies

I don't know your fucking name.
So what, let's...

Screaming to be the only way that I can truly be free from my fucked up realities,
so I turn and stroke it harder, 'cause its so fun to see my face staring back at me.

I don't know your fucking name.
So what, let's fuck.

All Day I Dream About Sex
All Day I Dream About fuckin'

This shit right here is for you
All your faces I can see
You all think it's up, not me
I'm about to break, this is my fate
Am I still damned to a life,
of misery and hate?
You will never know
What it did for me
What you are