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Too much near the truth they say

Keep it 'til another day

Let them have their little game

lllusion helps to keep them sane



Let them have their little toys

Matchbox cars and morbid joys

Exciting in their plastic ways

Frozen food in a concrete maze



You're gonna go insane

I'm tryin' to save your brain



Alright!



I don't know what's happening

My head's all torn inside

People say I'm heavy

They don't know what I hide



Take a life, it's going cheap

Kill someone, no one will weep

Freedom's yours, just pay your dues

We just want your soul to use



You're gonna go insane

I'm tryin' to save your brain