Insanity
• Written by Traco
People say I'm a little insane
I don't know, I can't tell if I've changed
Ask if I'm on cocaine, no, please explain
It's unexplained, I really need to be restrained
There's gotta be a cause, a reason, a solution
This is wearing off on others worse than pollution
This illusion is creating much confusion
I'm starting to think this is proven to have no conclusion
What's wrong with me? Is this really the life meant to be?
My thoughts, I can't see, where is my memory?
I have less quality than a rent-for-free
Who is you, who is me? I feel like a wannabe
I don't know who I am, nor all my friends
My life is being cut through with no hyphens
In my defense, I don't know how to tie ends
I can't take it any more, I guess I've met my end
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Traco
Member since February 23 2015