Madness, My Friend

Neverborn

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Word on the street is you're going insane
And the doctors are lost and the shrinks can't explain
But I know where you're at 'cos I've knocked on that door
And I think I lost my shit some years before

Take another look at the world in which you live
You'll see why I cannot face yet another fucking day
I have learned to adapt to the sense of loss
By not even giving a flying toss
Madness is my friend

Feel the wheels turning round
Don't call me your fucking clown
Madness eats away at me
Til there is nothing left to see