Insanity
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I have not a clue where this one came from. I would say an alcoholic haze, but I don't drink, so there goes that excuse.

Insanity


There are forty-seven angels,
That roam inside my head,
They wear jewel-laden bangles,
And soon they will be dead

My breath, it smells like sulpher,
I'll use it to kill you,
I'll throw you in a mulcher,
Then gorge on honeydew

My car battery will help me,
To see the divine light,
Surrounding a girl named Haylie,
Who I'll stab with all my might

My angels and our demons,
The battle is so fierce,
The light was like a beacon,
So it was his side that I pierced?

My life will end tommorrow,
Or maybe yesterday,
My friends so full of sorrow,
Or so happy that they'll play

I fire shots into the crowd,
The cops show up too late,
My parents were so proud,
it was the night of my first date

And as I slowly finish,
My twelfth six-pack of beer,
My sight starts to diminish,
But my death is so very clear
Of A Revolution Wrote:And we would sit, and wonder about the future,
But now I'm thinkin' that today sounds fine to me.


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