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Insane
I wonder, as I'm sitting here,reading an over graffitied wall
Why Do I hear your voice and why am I hearing the telephone call
I'm hallucianting again
Scratches on my skin from all the pain
Rocking back and forth, scared of the hands trying to get into the stall
Oh baby darling, I'm going insane
They told me There is no escaping, there is not place to hide
This isnt something you want honey,not something you decide
I was supposed to be your angel in white,your lovely bride
Your long gone now and I'm a short way from suicide
Paranoid from no sleep
The moonlight shines from the window above me
Just so I can see the scars from self-injury
But this love bulls*** cut me way down deep
I thought my life was just a joke
Now I'm just terrified, in shock
I need a smoke or some coke
Love for me is a mental block
As I spend another night in this bathroom stall, lying in my blood misery
I'll rock myself to sleep just like in a nursery
Tomorrow night I will be history
And how I died shall be a bloodly,tragic mystery
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