The diary of a mad man
I hear my voice of reason, telling me how to act
He says he is only trying to make an impact
He tries to tell me it’s for the best
But it is not his, it’s my quest
I want him to listen to me
But he keeps on trying to disagree
It will soon be the end of his cold bitter life
It will be his last strife
Oh this creature makes my life a bother
Why won’t he leave to annoy another
Hey wants me to let him in
But he shall never win
I will get inside his head
Make his life be full of dread
Then I will wait until he gets on his knees to cry
And then, wait until he begs to die
I will fight
He will be consumed with fright
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