Gone Insane
I think all the bullshit is causing me to actually go insane. And all that's ever been said is planted inside my brain. I don't think I can ever think right again. It aches. I am ready to commit a serious sin. I am done with all the lies and the fakes. My mind is racing so fast. My heart is pounding so hard. Yet my eyes are so calm. Not sure how long this will last. Not sure how I am getting this far. Yet I could explode at any moment, just like a fucking bomb. Inside I am screaming. Outside I am silent. I wanna be so violent. Just wanna make you stop breathing. Its like I have two sides It feels like they are gonna fight. But its okay, its alright. You won't be the only one dead tonight. Blood and guts. Slice and cut. Stop breathing and die. My hands around your neck pushing and holding tight. You are gonna die tonight. And I dont give a fuck No one will be grieving. No one will cry. Give it one more sec. Soon to be... Death. My insanity will be the last thing you'll see. You are locked up You actually thought they'd let you go? How didn't you know? You are fucked. You are a fucking psycho. Its only begun. And just when you thought "finally sane" You thought you were done playing this damn game.
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