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Insane

Little by little, I'm losing my mind

 

I'm slowly going insane

 

Oh, my brother, who was so kind

 

Please help me end this pain

 

 

I'm alone within this darkness

 

I think I might be in hell

 

Somewhere beyond, can you hear that hiss

 

Can you sense that horrid smell?

 

 

somehow how or another, you think I'm insane

 

I think it's quite contrary

 

It's not my fault blood falls like rain

 

it was my friend I shot and buried.

 

 

Little by little, you pick me out

 

I think you know to much

 

I must **** you, without a doubt

 

and serve you as a lunch.

 

 

Little by little I'm losing my mind

 

I'm slowly going insane

 

It's over-rated, don't be so kind

 

Or I'll stab you with my cane.

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matthew
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Jul 14, 2010
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Copyright: 2008

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