I got misconceptions, of life itself, Everything I do, hazardous to my health. I got the witch on my back, to catch a heart attack, Common sense on over, common sense I lack. I got the symptoms of insanity, drivin me insane, Sendin myself through pain, as I walk in the rain. I try to close my eyes and say its all a dream, The voices will whisper, and then they start to scream. I grab my head in pain, I grab my gun again, Could it be Im just lonely, or just going insane
Posted on: Tue, 22 Oct 2013 06:40:47 +0000
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