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Crazies
People are always changing One minute their sane Then their mind is blazing Society has a term They call it crazy But to to me society is just plain lazy To lazy to learn why they snap Or if anyone ever cared to Love them back Prescriptions u give As if they were all guinea pigs Dancing around in Shiny wigs To you they are numbers With dollar signs Nothing but a wast of time But they are people Too Just like you Uniquely designed But through the destruction Of man kind They are corrupted Brains easily disrupted But you diagnosed them as Something insane Something worthy to be contained So u lock in rooms And give them prescriptions Nothing of which could ever fix them Man kind destruction Hide him away Don't tell the people what we find today Man kind corruption But that's nothing new Jokes on them They're not the healthy few But only the corrupted too. So on a scale of 1-2 How often are u feeling blue? Silly me I outta take a clue, Depression rates high I swear give it a year,they'll touch the sky Tell me how these people get by With little to nothing every night.
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