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I'll be a joker I'll be a thief I'll be anything that will bring some relief I'll walk the mile I'll cross the line I'll do anything that will make me feel fine for it's been too long in this pain and I'm too close to going insane before they lock me up for something I don't know I did I've got to do something I'll do anything before I blow my lid I've been starving for so long the pain has gone numb I don't know where I've gone don't know what I've become I may not trust myself so there's your excuse to do your worst I should have taken mine when I had the chance to quench my thirst but I was kind oh I was good I did exactly as I should and look at what I got for being kind impaled on my own kindness 'till I 'bout lost my mind and it's been too long in this pain and I'm too close to going insane before they lock me up for something I don't know about I've got to do something I'll do anything I've got to let it out can a mother let go of her kids while they're still alive can a father let go of his kids and still survive when the great experiment comes to you what will you do how will you make it through to the other side when the best part of you was stolen and the rest of you died and it's been too long in this pain and I'm too close to going insane before they lock me up for something I don't know how to do I've got to do something I'll do anything I've got to let go of you slash and burn turn the sprinklers on stand in the cold rain stop the pain turn off the brain too close to insane but I was kind oh I was good I did exactly as I should and look at what I got for being kind impaled on my own kindness 'till I 'bout lost my mind and it's been too long in this pain and I'm too close to going insane before they lock me up for something I don't know I did... Too Close (To Insane) Ric Candor ©2001 MAIN GATE FRONT DOOR WRITTEN GARDENS FAREWELL EMAIL
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