Stuck between reality and my own mentality
Torn between love and hate, death will come and I can't wait
They lock me up behind this door to make sure I don't kill no more
Straight jacket restraining me, padded walls detaining me
There's no escape from the quiet room
That's where I'll meet my doom
They'll send me to the chair, but I don't care
There's no escape from the quiet room
That's where I'll meet my doom
They'll send me to the chair, but I don't care
There's no escape from the quiet room
That's where I'll meet my doom
They'll send me to the chair, but I don't care
There's no escape from the quiet room
That's where I'll meet my doom
They'll send me to the chair, but I don't care
They'll send me to the chair, but I don't care
Stuck between reality and my own mentality
Torn between love and hate, death will come and I can't wait
They tell me that my mind's not well, so they put me in this padded cell
I get more and more insane each day as my mind and body waste away
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