I've got a major mind malfunction 
Set a course for self destruction 
Beaming down to a world of hurt 
I've got a contract to fulfill
And a phaser set to kill 
You better put on your bright red shirt 
I've got tachyons to spare 
You better beware 
I want violence in a Klingon kinda way 
I got an empath in my bed 
My thoughts are filling her with dread 
There's only one thing left to say
Gotta go 
Make it so 
I am about to blow 
You know my warp core's overloaded 
And I can't take much more
Don't know how 
Don't know why 
But everybody's gonna die 
So you better say your goodbyes
You know I've never had an equal 
So they'll never be a sequel 
Just grip your ankles hold on tight 
My head is full of bad wire 
And I wanna open fire 
Don't bother to put up a fight
'Cause way down deep inside 
You know my circuits are fried 
Go ahead baby, call my bluff 
My anger just keeps getting bigger 
Got my finger on the trigger 
and I just can't pull it fast enough
Gotta go 
Make it so 
I am about to blow 
You know my warp core's overloaded 
And I can't take much more
I'm in a violent state
I got a gut full of hate
Or maybe it's just something I
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I got a rupture in my hull 
There's pounding in my skull
My disrupters are ready to go
I'm getting stronger by the hour
And your shields are out of power
You should have given up long ago
And now your out of time
I caught you in my prime
You can tell by now you're f*****
I'll give you this one for free
I'm killing you and killing me
I'm gonna countdown and auto destruct
Gotta go 
Make it so 
I am about to blow 
You know my warp core's overloaded 
And I cant take much more
You cant escape your fate
You'll never procreate
And the number after nine is
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