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There comes a time when your mind snaps in two

Neurotic,unstable there's nothing that you can do

Nowhere is safe and nothing's secure

For your condition there is no cure

There is no cure

Amok

Each morning crisis could be your last

Your footsteps betray you,your shadow runs fast

Shadow runs fast

Can't tell a stranger from a foe or a friend

They might be next in a violent end

Amok

Foams coming out from your mouth and your nose

Banging your head till your skull is exposed

Downing handfuls of pills through the day

Trouble for whoever comes in your way

Out of my way

Amok