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Maniac / Psychotic
I feel
as if i'm
on a chain
insane biting at
the bit
medically restrained
I miss the magic
of my lunacy
being a goddess
one day
talking to
the dead the next
flying in space
at the speed of light
man I miss those planes
planes of existence
I could hardly describe
the thrill of it
writing and painting
like a woman possessed
fuck these medical tethers
I want to hear the t.v
talking to me
the radio singing just for me
the devil whispering
in my ear
telling me secrets of the dead
I miss the maniac/psychotic
it was a rollercoaster ride
I long for the fucking high
as if i'm
on a chain
insane biting at
the bit
medically restrained
I miss the magic
of my lunacy
being a goddess
one day
talking to
the dead the next
flying in space
at the speed of light
man I miss those planes
planes of existence
I could hardly describe
the thrill of it
writing and painting
like a woman possessed
fuck these medical tethers
I want to hear the t.v
talking to me
the radio singing just for me
the devil whispering
in my ear
telling me secrets of the dead
I miss the maniac/psychotic
it was a rollercoaster ride
I long for the fucking high
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