Thinking of my madness.. Makes me angry by word, I feel cornered, that I'm living in crowd I think it's so low..I think it's too loud...
They fake to keep their point, Was hidden too close, To a pit of despair And happened the worst... Oh, I swear! It's gone, For a while, or not.. Don't hold the past.
Deadly white morning came, To feed my delusion, To be through with seclusion Please stay away...
Cowed and completly light-headed, You've got, the top mark, for your unavaileble pains...