| Insanity Calls |
| I feel like I'm on the brink and about to sink Into this deep abyss of pure bliss. When things come a calling and I'm a crawling Further to their sweet knawling. The words proclaim that nothings the same And no one will mind if I'm to unwind. To race mad through the halls for other to appall Raise their hands and join in bands. They are the first, to claim me the worst. Others are sane? I beg with profane. They feel the call, but don't answer at all Way then am I insane, they are the same. Its just when insanity calls I grab it by the balls. Doing anything thats not plain, Thats when I feel sane. |