Insanity Walls
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Insanity Walls
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Wicked rules been trying to putting you
From where you´re sitting
You had it all, but then these voices call
With something missing
They don´t seem to understand
You´re not from a foreign land
Catch the drift, don´t talk so loud
And then it maybe fits in
I feel I could crawl up Insanity Walls
Slowing down, that´s not the kind I am
I like the speeding
Fences high, so you can move around
That´s not my feeling
I feel I could crawl up Insanity Walls
Listen up, these things just had to stop
I´m turning evil
They grind me down, and try to shove me up
You hear me screaming
I don´t like the quiet room
I am not some stupid loon
Wicked rules, has pulled me back for good
And here I´m sitting
I feel I could crawl up Insanity Walls
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Mustasch performs "Insanity Walls", and this lyric page sits inside the Mustasch catalog on LyroVerse.
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