I fear my days are numbered
But what else can I do
The drugs are getting stronger
The nightmares are too
Fore’ I turn the corner
And walk the lonely road
I have right here the image
Of madness truly told
My fear of madness
My fear of madness
Overwhelming sadness
It doesn’t get much better from here
Looked with fascination
Sure they were afraid
Just another fragment
In the puzzle that they played
Say I should be thankful
“For what?”
They hear me say:
“Once you’ve seen what I have
The light it leaves your day”
My fear of madness
My fear of madness
Overwhelming sadness
It doesn’t get much better from here
This is my final call
I record of my thoughts
Something to hold onto instead of your remorse
I feel it coming on
Like a rumbling summer storm
And there wont be a part of me
Left over at all
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