2ᴇᴄᴏɴᴅ 2ɪɢʜᴛ 2ᴇᴇʀ (ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴡᴀꜱ ꜰᴜɴ, ɢᴏᴏᴅʙʏᴇ.) - ᴡɪʟʟ ᴡᴏᴏᴅ

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CONTROLS —————————— Press the space bar to start the music Press the down arrow to stop all audio SONG LYRICS —————————— 2econd 2ight 2eer (well that was fun, goodbye.) - Will Wood My grip on my secrets slipping while I'm speaking in tongues Screaming at the top of my lungs in the confession booth Take it with a pillar of salt, H.A.L.T., it's not my fault The devil made me do it, but I also kinda wanted to I'm cut from a different kind of meat More than you can chew, hard to swallow me Forget bored stiff, I got rigor mortis, call it morbid curiosity how I Cannot commit to reality, when my third eye's open and I like what I see Baby, I may be crazy but I didn't lose it, no I set it free I can't ignore what's under dance floorboards The rhythm of my heart a dead-as-disco beat But I still move my feet to slip out of this groove, I'm free Now, to row, row, row my boat over the falls And maybe wake up from but a dream, yeah I'm just a psycho, babe. Come and go out my mind I didn't lose it babe, there wasn't much to find I'm just a psycho, babe. Come and go out my mind I'm only passing through If you knew what I knew, if you saw what I see You'd look through illusions, hallucinations, and lucid dream And I know that meaning can be such a pretty thing to keep But I got facts and I'm not afraid to use 'em Take the good with the bad, take off the back you make a new front Some days I'm glad that I am a madman and I'd rather be that than An amicable animal, mild-mannered cannibal But I'm more level-headed and clever than ever And I'm getting better one forever at a time, and if Sick is defined by what's different, well then pull the plug out and let me die Vice-versa vice versus virtue, well who I am I choose through all the things I do And if it rhymes, it's true. But I hate poetry Now with my moral compass pointing south, going down With no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no respect for reality I'm just a psycho, babe. Come and go out my mind I didn't lose it babe, there wasn't much to find I'm just a psycho, babe. Come and go out my mind I'm only passing through I'm just a psycho, babe. Come and go out my mind I didn't lose it babe, there wasn't much to find I'm just a psycho, babe. Come and go out my mind A tourist passing through Well that was fun, goodbye