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Title: So Insane
Artist: JBird
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as i am walking away, i see everything evovle around me
so am i the only one to be the only person here
or is it that i dont realize i am being watched
so i look, nothing seems to be there a scream so dark
what could happend whatever happend who could it be
what should i do i seem to be finding dead ends
as i am walking to the other side i can hear something
whisper too me, come with me, as i began to turn
suddenly i see something so dark, so strange what
could i do, i began to run away from it, as it seems
to be something dark and evil i run away from it
as i am running i hear some very dark noises
comming from the corners, but what do i see nothing
hearing mockings, and evil nursery ryhmes, it seems
i am trapped in my own insane realm of darkness
as i am hear this all in my head seeing this all in my
head, this darkness that seems real, looking through
pages of a horror magzine it seems to be, is it all
collapsing on me, what has come my way, voices mocking
looking into the darkness, such a mysterious dream
this darkness its such insane, am i already insane
or is this my final state of my mind, am i insane
but this blood seems so real, everything i see, touch
seems to real, am i trapped up inside of my insanity
cant someone help me, am i locked away, or is it me
remembering what i felt from the past, but its nothing
i need somebody, something, someone, is this my fate
or am i left here to just be...is this my true fate
i never wanted to be insane, i never wanted to be trap
i feel as my sanity is stripped away, its so evil
i cant believe the way i am feeling but this way its
insane i hate to be this way, so trapped inside my
insanity, i feel as everything seems to be fading
or is this all a dream gone bad, why is it hating me
such an evil nightmare, such insane, so insane...
such a violent act of courage its breaking me
its making me insane if this is all a bad dream
why cant i wake up, feeling such confusion
truely needing help but fear is what i live with
but everytime i try to wakeup something happens
unexplainable if someone saw me they cant see it
it pushs them away they cant feel the pain
but why do i have to be this way, why do i have to
living insane, dreaming insanely, why do i need to
why i hate this its ripping my sanity so evily
why do i have to live through this all this
living through this place, feeling no existence
why do i wake up this way each day, am i alive