Maniac - Mortillery

Look in my eyes.

And what do you see?.

Pain and confusion

Schizophrenic psychotic dreams.

Is this an illusion?

Never stop to think about what led to these events

All that seems to matter now is the pain that I create

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There is no excuse for the horrors I have done

Look into my soul and you will find a smoking gun

Society has made a monster out of me

Don’t believe everything that you see on the T. V

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In my sickness I have found

A form of pleasure.

I can’t be bound

No restrain, no more chains, it’s madness!

Padded walls;

is this a joke?

You see the room, it fills with smoke

No restrains, no more chains

Its madness!

Look in my eyes

And what do you see?

Pain and confusion

Schizophrenic psychotic dreams

Is this an illusion?

Never stop to think about

What led to these events

All that seems to matter now is the pain that I create

Maniac Maniac Maniac