So many ways of dying,
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Too many things to lose.
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Locked inside this house now,
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Twisting my mind with the tube.
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In times of troubles,
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My sweaty shaking hands,
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Wrapped themselves around my neck,
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To kill what was left of this man.
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So many people live in me.
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Which one am I supposed to be?
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I'm not afraid of going Insane.
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My life is pure sound and fury.
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You're not my judge or my jury.
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I'm doing just what I want to be,
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And they call it Insane.
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Living your life vicariously
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Parasite, never know the truth.
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Skank scrap precocious disease,
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Kolyte you blood sucking leach.
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Insane
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Rkl |