The voices are they really there? The visions are they really there? Is anything actually there? Or is it here? I know you think I'm mental, but it's okay cause I am and I rather enjoy it.
It's an unstoppable ride of delusions, false visions and soulless voices. You stare with shock...or is it envy? You lock me in padded rooms and watch me bounce from wall to wall. Well let me tell you something, I LOVE IT! Everyone thinks they have my kind cowering in the depths of dark corners, but they are wrong. We're merely leading you into a false sense of security. Biding our time, waiting for the perfect moment when...opps gotta go the voices are back.
