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Tortured soul also want to be free... |
| Escapee of the madhouse In a sinking ship Exil of a quiet mouse No longer whipped Into society's sanity Madness in plenty No home to go Feeling so alone Ready to blow Quitting the madhouse My mind long gone Freedom aroused Not able to care By my lonely self The street my lair In my mind All by myself It's easy to find Escapee of the madhouse Happy to had gone Where liberty is aroused No more medication Being look upon with frown Seeing hallucination But all my mind is there It's just the society Who don't understand my care I live in connection With my inner butterfly Liberty is a strange sensation Time of escape Time to introspect It's a big step It's a new world I'll have to inspect To see if I like the mold Escape of the madhouse Go out and explore No longer in white blouse Escapee of the madhouse The world no longer ignore Feeling tiny like a mouse |