will you be my friends

Do you care to see, what a madman sees
a life of laugher ,delusion, disease
with padded walls,long white halls ,voodoo witch doctors making room calls
and all in all its one crazy joke
dont cross the line its mighty fine
you could get a choke from behind
the eyes are blind to reality
do you think you can handle what i see,
seas on floors that lead to locked doors
that i kick through into a life
that might be yours
can you read my screams
i live your dreams
ill take you apart and resew you with seams
i see you painted red
does that mean blood
its pouring out its starting to flood
i run and dig
they come with a rig
so full its green
the needle so big
they stick suprise
then roll my eyes,
awake, with strapped, hands, feet and thighs
i sigh,i cry,
ill never die, im the eternal madman,
your favorite gladman