| Fighting the feeling of torment
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| That dwells within your brain
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| Locked up in this padded cell
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| They’ve labeled you insane
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| Our world is nothing more to you
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| Than a game of life and death
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| Seeking pleasure as you watch
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| Your victim’s die slow death
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| Insanity what’s in your head
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| We now see that your brain is dead
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| Demented mind ruling over you
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| Now there’s nothing left to do
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| Killed and killed again
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| But that’s your twisted way
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| Menace to the normal view
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| But int his (in this) cell you’ll stay
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| There is no escape for you
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| This torture must go on
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| For this is the price you pay
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| For a violent crime so wrong
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| Feeling your leaving your world behind
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| Body being ruled by an empty mind
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| Your living is sanity
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| Death is your final plea
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| Probing intrusions
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| Deep within your brain
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| Try to find the reason why
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| You’ve gone insane
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| No answer to your problem
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| Your just meant to be
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| A victim of society
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| Only death will set you free
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| Insanity what’s in your head
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| We now see that your brain is dead
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| Demented mind ruling over you
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| Now there’s nothing left to do
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| Feeling your leaving your world behind
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| Body being ruled by an empty mind
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| Your living is sanity
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| Death is your final plea |