Just a muddle of insane.

There is just a muddle of thoughts in my brain,

it tends to drown me out until I go insane.

As I walk to the shop by the lane,

the obsessive thoughts they drive me insane.

As I stop and smile at your wayne,

my brain is driving me insane.

As I smile and hide the pain,

the different voices are driving me insane.

My thoughts are my bane,

and they drive me insane.

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