Brainless — Verse 1

Scored May 17, 2026

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I walk around like a space cadet, place your bets

Who's likely to become a serial killer? Case of Tourettes

Fuck, fuck, fuck, can't take the stress

I make a mess as the day progresses

Angry and take it out on the neighbors' hedges

Like this is how I'll cut your face up, bitches

With these hedge-trimmin' scissors with razor edges

Imagination's dangerous, it's the only way to escape this mess

And make the best of this situation, I guess

'Cause I feel like a little bitch, this predicament's despicable

I'm sick of just gettin' pushed, it's ridiculous

I look like a frickin' wuss, a pussy, this kid just took my stick of licorice

And threw my sticker books in a picker bush

I wanna kick his tush, but I was six and shook

This fucker was twelve and was six foot, with a vicious hook

He hit me, I fell, I got back up, all I did was book

Now there's usin' your head, momma always said

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