He saw flames in the department store He tried to get the people to the safety of the door There was no fire the voices were telling him what to do You could see from his face he needs someone To help pull him through The voices are back theyre telling him what to do The voices are back theyre telling him what to do Ripping through the fabric between his world and the real Hes trying to protect you but The knife will know that your flesh meets steel Took him to an institution And they helped the voices go away But he didnt have the right set of papers So they put this boy in jail The voices are back theyre telling him what to do The voices are back theyre telling him what to do Six weeks turned to twelve He was locked up for twentythree hours a day The warden found him in his cell His only crime was that he was ill The voices are back theyre telling him what to do The voices are back theyre telling him what to do
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