The Song for the Mentally Ill (and those of knowledge)[song]

it's it's it's it's it's it's it's
Done.

Taken away, hugging yourself
Ouch, sweety, that must hurt
Being taken away from your loves
Please be carfeul
She's fragile
She'll brake.

Ouch Ouch Ouch baby
Don't hit her bitch
Don't bend my support
I need
I'll crave
I'll scream

Stop Stop STOP!!!!

It's my time now.

The men in white
are dancin' all nite
blood on the walls
screams to the beat in the hall

Drug drug Drugs
Your biggest fear
Suicide was at once a thought
You used to shed tears
Fear Love
Fear Love
Life's not in that spectrum babe.

i can't write.
i can't think.
Against my will
While my piano wanes
And i silently weep
i need a drink

ouch Ouch Ouch baby
Don't abuse my heart
Don't take my conscience
You think i'm not
i'll prove you wrong
More than you,
I'm FUCKING SMART!!!

Help Help HELP!!!

It's time for the drummer to be heard. . .

-drummer sings-
The women in pink
Don't know what i think
No music in the pad
This is no joking matter

Can't hear the beat (I'm losing it)
Can't smell the notes (I'm losing it)
Can't say "I Love You" again (I'm losing it)
I can't I can't I can't I can't [x16]

I'M FUCKING DYING!!!!!!!

The lads are aloof
But don't know the truth
Regulated watches
And forced in your face crotches

Don't touch my soul
it's all I got
Taking this toll
I'll vouch
I'll bend bars
I'll give my life
But this insanity of ours has to--