Every thud is a zombie
There’s vampires in the hall
Cannibals in the kitchen
The fridge is dropping meat
Doctor Doctor this is not the problem
It’s the symptom of a crime
Letting a stranger twist my mind
Sadistic to give into, I give in to it all
There’s voices in the rumours,
Fears and spinning thoughts
Would you drive me through psychosis
Would you kiss my mind
Doctor Doctor this is not the problem
It’s the symptom of a crime
Letting a stranger twist my mind
Sadistic to give into, I give in to it all
Stepping up to the judges
The jury all has degrees
Everyone says doubt it
Everyone is so easy to believe
Doctor Doctor this is not the problem
It’s the symptom of a crime
Letting a stranger twist my mind
Sadistic to give into, I give in to it all
We’re trained to forget and look away
To call insane the magic in between us
I do not play this game
Gaslighters of shame



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