Its only life I remind myself each day If only I could remember what Im doing in a room The walls are padded down with foam Because it takes away the sound And alters the voices that tell me to do What I do Theyre worried that Ill wanna kill Without my pills And they knew that Id do What I do One more try To step inside my brain A constant fight But I wont sleep till I can fool them For hours they make me stare at blotches I failed the grade When I told them I was Jesus and I hear voices That tell me to do what I do
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