| I have been in here for way too long
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| And as I walk the halls at night
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| I see the other inmates hiding from my eyes
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| This is for the mentally ill
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| For those who have lost the will
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| I have seen the sickness of all mankind
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| And as I walk the halls at night
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| I see the other inmates hiding from my eyes
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| This is for the mentally ill
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| For those who have lost the will
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| Black hill sanitarium… they’re driving me crazy
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| Black hill sanitarium… they’re driving me crazy here
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| Gotta get out of here… gotta erase the fear
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| Gotta get out of here… no more silent tears
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| Gotta get out of here… no more silent tears
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| Black hill sanitarium… they’re driving me crazy
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| I am going down, deep into the black of my mind
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| I’ve had enough
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| Therapy in little rooms, I’m lying down in my cocoon
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| Nothing here could end too soon, I’m lying down
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| Oh god, I hate those men in white
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| Oh, those men in white, sticking needles in my mind
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| And as I walk the halls at night
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| I see the other inmates hiding from my eyes
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| This is for the mentally ill
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| For those who have lost the will
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| Black hill sanitarium… they’re driving me crazy
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| Black hill sanitarium… they’re driving me crazy here
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| Gotta get out of here… gotta erase the fear
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| Gotta get out of here… no more silent tears |