Insane
I laugh and cry
I heave and sigh
I want to live and want to die
I laugh like a maniac
Throwing my head back
High off of life
Full of strife
I grip the knife
In my hand
Full of lust
The call of demand
My blood is screaming
To break free
And if I do it
It'll kill me
But do I care?
Like you ever did
Your just another one of them
I'll die laughing
Always insane
After all, we're all fair game.
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