People think I'm a knucklehead,
people say I'm a knucklehead,
people see me as a knuckle head,
they think this all day long.
No fucking way I'm a knucklehead,
I just can't be a knucklehead,
I don't see me as a knucklehead,
I felt this all my life.
My brain's relaxed, it's way laid back,
my brain's relaxed, that's all there is to know.
I bang my head against the wall, to jump start all my thoughts.
I bang my head against the wall, sometimes all for nought.
I bang my head against the wall, and brilliant thoughts escape.
I bang my head against the wall, and genius does take shape.
So no, I'm not a knucklehead,
no way I am a knucklehead,
I just can't be a knucklehead,
my mind shines for all to see.
Like a beacon.
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