“Lunatics”

I don’t need all of these problems
Just let the sleeping monster lay
Wish that I could solve them
But they multiply multiple ways
Can’t keep secrets…pinky promise
Cross my heart and pray to die
If not for just one reason
This being my favorite reason why
Both near and far I’ve heard it told
Sworn to God and often said
The secret only stays that way
If one of us is cold and dead
So careful what you whisper
When you find yourself in pits of snakes
The road is ever winding
With fools and freaks and lies and fakes
I guess we just get used to it
And pray to see another day
We make our way through lunatics
And pray we’re not one and the same
 

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