Sally goes 'round the roses every night
Trying to find a warm place to spend the night
She becomes a target soon as she rise
Somebody wants to cut her down to his sizeIt's a sad bad feeling
It's a sad bad feeling
It's a sad bad feelingThe feeling's in my bones
It won't leave me aloneI'm going out, outta my head
I'm going out, outta my head
I'm going out, outta my head
I'm going out, outta my headJimmy goes 'round the dumpsters every day
Trying to find a way out, some kind of way
He knows he's a target, everyone is
Strangle that rock and roll star, make him eat jizzIt's a sad bad feeling
It's a sad bad feeling
It's a sad bad feelingThe blood is in my bones
It won't leave me aloneI'm going out, outta my head
I'm going out, outta my head
I'm going out, outta my head
I'm going out, outta my headI'm going out, outta my head
I'm going out, outta my head
I'm going out, outta my head
I'm going out, outta my headI'm going out, outta my head
I'm going out, outta my head
I'm going out, outta my head
I'm going out, outta my head
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