If you ever wake up in a hug yourself jacket
Dress in all white, feeling like a maggot
Don't worry about the fall
The room will be padded after all
The bright light will not let you hide
You'll have wished you'd of died
As they **** and they poke
And your anger they'll provoke
So they can hook you up and electrify your mind
So you can forget the memories they find
There will be no more dark clouds
They will no longer be allowed
Inside your cranium
Their will be no more delirium
Take the little pills they give
They say you need them to live
They will have hollowed you out
No more need to shout
Because once you where a dark horse
Now They made you into a living corpse
Mar 17, 2016
Mar 17, 2016 at 11:46 AM UTC
If you ever wake up in a hug yourself jacket
Dress in all white, feeling like a maggot
Don't worry about the fall
The room will be padded after all
The bright light will not let you hide
You'll have wished you'd of died
As they **** and they poke
And your anger they'll provoke
So they can hook you up and electrify your mind
So you can forget the memories they find
There will be no more dark clouds
They will no longer be allowed
Inside your cranium
Their will be no more delirium
Take the little pills they give
They say you need them to live
They will have hollowed you out
No more need to shout
Because once you where a dark horse
Now They made you into a living corpse
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