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Fools rush in
Something's going on inside my brain
It's like everything about me has changed
I'm not different but I'm not the same
You've found a way inside my head
I'm terrified but I'm trying to handle it
Been so long, thought my heart was dead
It's like little thieves, robbing me
Of all my sense, all my memories
I'm losing touch with reality
Though I'm not one to normally be foolish
Sometimes I'm unable to fight the urges
Never sober, I'm addled and I'm useless
I fall against insanity, into the depth
Going backwards just to make sense
This is too much for me to accept
It's like poisoning without reasoning
I'm infected, I'm unclean
Inside your head is where I want to be
It's like everything about me has changed
I'm not different but I'm not the same
You've found a way inside my head
I'm terrified but I'm trying to handle it
Been so long, thought my heart was dead
It's like little thieves, robbing me
Of all my sense, all my memories
I'm losing touch with reality
Though I'm not one to normally be foolish
Sometimes I'm unable to fight the urges
Never sober, I'm addled and I'm useless
I fall against insanity, into the depth
Going backwards just to make sense
This is too much for me to accept
It's like poisoning without reasoning
I'm infected, I'm unclean
Inside your head is where I want to be
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