Mention of madness I am quick to believe That those you call crazy Are my brothers and sisters Voices alarming That you cannot hear They are louder than mommy They are nails in your brain Bastions of blackness In veins of saliva Sex with your sickness I'm happy all over The truth isn't tragic In fact it's so nice to listen To the silence of truth While I'm screaming inside Noose around the neck Tied with heartstrings Drowned black water By the time She begins to scream Lessons learned by a child Forgotten as he learns to trust May God forgive me For witnessing this crimeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
