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(I can hear them, they’re calling to me)
The singing of demons
A freedom less understood
Sanity’s mad man
Scarred but not broken
Losing himself in the cyclone
No one survives this world

Broke but not beaten
Wounded but still alive
Lost and not looking
We may be better off dead

A toast to the mad man, raise your glass high
A toast to the mad man, the man about to die

Condemned to live and to die, like the falling of the tide
To breathe in my last breath, with the coming of the sun
Completing the circle, completing the mad man’s lie

Broke but not beaten
Wounded but still alive
Lost and not looking
We may be better off dead

A toast to the mad man, raise your glass high
A toast to the mad man, living his lie
A toast to the mad man, raise your glass high
A toast to the mad man, the man about to die

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