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Insanity hat sich meine Leidenschaft
I don't know how to fix it
But I try so desperately
I don't even know commit
Can't deal with complexity
I strive for what's right
But I end up in the wrong
I forgot the feel of night
So I wound up in a silent song
I find that my voice drifts
Along the cave I hear an echo
The scenery quickly shifts
And I find it easy to let go
All the thoughts I had
Float up to the sun
I am so lost, I can't add
I've been shot with a gun
A gun loaded with a bullet
Chalk filled with the madness
Shot so close for the fullest
Insanity has become my passion
But I try so desperately
I don't even know commit
Can't deal with complexity
I strive for what's right
But I end up in the wrong
I forgot the feel of night
So I wound up in a silent song
I find that my voice drifts
Along the cave I hear an echo
The scenery quickly shifts
And I find it easy to let go
All the thoughts I had
Float up to the sun
I am so lost, I can't add
I've been shot with a gun
A gun loaded with a bullet
Chalk filled with the madness
Shot so close for the fullest
Insanity has become my passion
Published 24th May 2013
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