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Song of the day;; → Hollywood Undead - Usual Suspects I think I've lost my mind I think I've lost my mind I think I've lost my mind I think I've lost my mind Woke up one morning on the sunset strip With the half smoked blunt and some blood on my lip Hit up the brain for that Mary Jane Man, all she had left was ménage à trois Rolled in the Pink I picked up some Cuervo Walking sideways and I'm starting to swerv-o Last night was wild, put my money a jumbos Wine and dine, tig ol' bitties and bimbos Hollywood rap pack, cans in my back pack Cruise through your valley and I'm snatchin' your snapback Huffin' on some paint and I think that I'm half black Roll another blunt and fuck it up over this track I think I've lost my mind But I'm feeling so alive What a pity, it's so pretty Looking through the bars and I see my city I think I've lost my mind Yeah, I'm feeling so alive What