Overdose on information
Must inform the congregation
Something must be done
Because I've been on hold with satan
And the music's getting trippy
Just can't describe
The vibe that I get I'm starting to sweat
Here comes the fire
98 degrees and rising
Chillin with the sinners
With nothing but grins on the horizon
It's hypnotizing and mystifying
There's no denying
Woah no
Please don't tell me that I'm going crazy
Woah no
Please don't tell me that I'm going crazy
Time flies, flies by like a bullet
Bullet to your brain cock the trigger and
Pull it out your back, backstabbed to the fullest
Momentary bliss, backtrack with a clenched fist
Fistful of rage paid off with a bounced check
Check 1 2 too much time for violence
The silence speaks volumes the louder it gets
Last call for know-it-all's remember not to forget
Woah no
Please don't tell me that I'm going crazy
Woah no
Please don't tell me that I'm going crazy
Woah no
Woah no
Woah no
Woah no
Woah no
Please don't tell me that I'm going crazy
Woah no
Thought you said you were here to save me
Woah no
Woah no
Woah no
Woah no
Woah no