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All of the lunatics Are running unashamed The crisis is wounded With pain and calamity Washed ashore The tides Mixing madness with vanity The asylum has been unleashed With the unawareness of the beast Now everyone is looking For absolution and release The clemency of some Is like firing the gun But only aiming At one.. And asking for forgiveness Without a plausible witness They behave how they are treated And In the masses they retreat Screaming for defeat.. Because the madness Wants to win And where a sane man stands On the palm of his hands There’s only a few That will ever understand... Cut against mirrors To make it all clearer Sanctuary’s in a mad mans mind Life is but a whisper Holding time like a prisoner And your left looking for yourself The whole time x NatNat
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Feb 22, 2019
Feb 22, 2019 at 7:20 AM UTC
In the hands of a mad man x
All of the lunatics Are running unashamed The crisis is wounded With pain and calamity Washed ashore The tides Mixing madness with vanity The asylum has been unleashed With the unawareness of the beast Now everyone is looking For absolution and release The clemency of some Is like firing the gun But only aiming At one.. And asking for forgiveness Without a plausible witness They behave how they are treated And In the masses they retreat Screaming for defeat.. Because the madness Wants to win And where a sane man stands On the palm of his hands There’s only a few That will ever understand... Cut against mirrors To make it all clearer Sanctuary’s in a mad mans mind Life is but a whisper Holding time like a prisoner And your left looking for yourself The whole time x NatNat
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Feb 22, 2019
Feb 22, 2019 at 7:20 AM UTC
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