King of Reyces · Community Member · Sat Mar 24, 2007 @ 11:49pm
Living in an Insane World He'll say, 'How are you today?', in that soft calming voice He'll ask 'Fancy a chat?' s'not like he gave me a choice And I'll just rock back and forth, staring back into space 'I dream of riding demons, whilst angels give chase'
That's what he wants me to say, that's what he wants me to think So I'll just keep talking crazy, until he runs out of ink He'll say 'That's it for the day', throw another pill my way Put me back in my jacket and then just lock me away
He'll send me back to my cell, with my four padded walls Where when the night comes, I hear screams in the halls I'm not crazy you know, I swear, I'm telling the truth But I've been locked up with these psychos since I was a youth
But now I've thought of a plan, a way to escape this place I'm going to leave tonight, somewhere where they can't give chase Tonight, when they're all asleep, I'm going to lie in my bed Take the pills I've not been taking, and dine with death instead