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Crazies

 I do
Who doesn't?

Have the crazies
At times
I mean,
They're a sight
I'm a fright
Is that right?
Hmmm... Not quite.
I'm a sight
They're a fright
THAT might be right.

Oh,
Who cares?
I may
One day
Allay
My fears
Tears
(the kind you weep)
Or are they the kind that gnaw
And shred
Claws ripping
Strips of flesh
...Come peeling off
Oh yeah

Crazies
See?
They lurk beneath
Seeking relief
Every once in awhile
Seeking exit
Out they shriek
No remonstrance from me
Will cause them to flee
Though I wish I could
Shutter them, hood
Cloak
Maybe I'll flee
Run away free

Oh
Right
I can't very well do that, can I
As
They're me...
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