he's just another victim of the system's bloody knife
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a problem evader an escapee of life
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a temporary soma not yet prescribed
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has stripped him of ego with each lungful imbibed
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get your mind-set altered here i will provide you with some fantastic gear
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up down sideways forward and back our children submit to lysergic attack
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hiding in tantric mesmerized trances
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as the warehouse lightshow flickers and dances
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synapses snap as his madness advances
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leaving him open to paranoid fancies
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lost in the garden of fantastic mind
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I'm leaving my ego and body behind
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trails of false images hang in the air
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the smell of strange colours are heard everywhere
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over the rainbow and into the light
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i'm orbiting slowly, I'm high as a kite
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can't remember my name anymore
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everything's changed since i opened the door
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get out demons get out controlling my brain
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freak out healing freak out going insane
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hit out feelings hit out cannot explain
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reach out reeling reach out calling my name
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for twenty-four hours time has no meaning
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but several days later kicking and screaming
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with delusions of grandeur and one o'clock fit
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a family signed section has caught me in the net
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can't seem to regain control of my fears
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the world's receding and leaving me here
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get out demons get out controlling my brain
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freak out healing freak out going insane
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hit out feelings hit out cannot explain
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reach out reeling reach out calling my name
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a shot of the hard stuff makes him tranquil and straight
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no danger to public, himself or the state
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under sedation he won't shed no tears
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inwardly tortured by demonic fears
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can't remember my name anymore
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everything's changed since i opened the door
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get out demons get out controlling my brain
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freak out healing freak out going insane
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hit out feelings hit out cannot explain
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reach out reeling reach out calling my name
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ravers, gyrators heaving with sweat
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have you tried any good ecstasy yet?
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if you don't wind up sleeping in gardens of stone
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you'll be a new person if you ever get home
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for the sake of your sanity, family and friends
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leave subconscious travelling to gurus and men
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who're prepared for the journey with no beginning or end
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cuz a mind that is broken is a hard thing to mend
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Sanity's End
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| Threshold |
