Norman
We're all in our private traps And none of us break free, We claw and scratch but only at The air and you and me.
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Laughter
I can heard the noise of laughter, Come from the darkness that surrounds. What am I to do here. It's source can't be found. It's from outside this room, Further than the darkness still.
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Dementia
Hurry you up, hurry you up, hurry you up. No call for that. How much is that John. I've no stockings on. Take them wee shoes off Mammy. Run on, run on, run on, run on. Gimme them. Where’s the...
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The Demented
Sunset breaking hopeless dreams, This cold dead mind is full of screams. No end to the battles for this man's mind, The slaughter returns, no hope to find.
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Illusion
Hasty personality. Warped misery. Perplexed view of reality. To myself a mystery. Searing into my mind. Lacerated pieces. Psychosis I'm blind. Crumbling releases. Evil voices multiply.
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Devil Inside
I am the voice that's in your head. Sitting on your shoulder. Whispering in your ear. Do it. You want it. Don't let that stand in the way. I am the reason you do those things. Those thefts.
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Old Man Gunderbill
Old man gunderbill. Standing by his windowsill. Staring out and down the streets. Wondering who he's going to kill. Old man gunderbill. Finds himself some prey. He finds his knife and gun.
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Voices
He rolled one up, then kicked back in the sunshine. The night before had certainly been a "fun time". "Nice one Sarge", the first voice said.
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The Voices
He was a happy chappy Until he hit his teens He withdrew from all he knew He never looked clean The voices talked a lot Telling him about the plot He was confused His mind was fused His body all...
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Insane
They whisper that I scream and kick, A hopeless case the meds can't fix. The invisible nurses surround me, Oh, don't take me from my reverie.
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Norman
Hi, my name is Norman I'm as normal as can be But if you trust your senses You should stay away from me I own a little resting place Along the interstate It was a thriving business But not so good of...
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I Could Not Save Her From The Sea
The pond was small and the moonlight fair, Across the waters that were waiting there.
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Asylum
Walking along this hallway, The white paint won't hide it from me. I know that it's all white, But that doesn't mean I can't see. I see the men in their chairs rocking, Bald women holding their hair.
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Straitjacket
I came to bring your cup of tea But I discovered that you'd fled. I'm sure I locked you in that room... Or was that me instead. Ha.
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Asylum
This place is a hole, But home for the shattered, A distant scream, Another one battered, Whispers and mumbles fly through the dead air, Was that real. Ha. who would care.
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Stop It
I laughed at him, laughed when he said he was going to do it. That he was finally going to end it, and all I did was laugh. It was funny, hilarious really, he wouldn't do it and I knew it.
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Voices In Her Head
They feast on weak minds, lurking in the shadows, waiting to overthrow them. They emerge from the darkness and infest the brain, poisoning it with black thoughts.
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Insanity.
Warning. Slightly creepy. But hey, I was listening to some pretty creepy songs - Enjoy I suppose. There. Here. It's everywhere. Can't you hear. It's calling. Calling us both. I shouldn't listen.
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Diary Of The Mentally Undead Part 3
May 3 2012 I bet you thought I'd forgotten to write. Not at all, been in seclusion. Something I do now and again to amuse myself. Believe it or not it gets pretty boring in this place ...
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Beast
It prowls inside of him, Lurking in the darkest places And hunting his heart. Rakes through his stomach And claws up his throat When he thinks he's okay.
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The Inescapable Distortion
The inescapable distortion The creeping, seeping, Reckless insanity Curling round my brain, Twisting my torso into knots It grips my stomach, Squeezes, Leaving me on all fours like a beast Heaving...
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Her Name Was Peyton
Ever see the girl in the corner of the class doodling all over her math notes. Or the girl who sits at a table with people she hates only because she had nothing better to do.
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The Spoons Of Old
In 1967 a women named Samantha lived alone in a cottage just south of london many people believed that she has been living there since the 15th century, although no proof has been found, In fact...
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Gone
Seriously, no. Was that me. No. Yes. Why. I don't think I could. But... She only shoved me. Slightly. Hardly. Nearly. Kind of. But now she's gone. Her diligent, warm, soft fingers are now frozen. Icy.
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