Insanity
Running around mad, chasing only fantasies,
Lost all sanity and formalities.
Hiding in the woods, numb lips turning blue,
Setting fire to her mind, oh what to do?
Shudder in the wind, bitten by the cold,
Running from the past won’t rid of the old.
These dark skies will never hide your scars,
And yet you still spend all night wishing on the stars.
My darling the gin won’t soften the blow,
He’s gone, but it’s okay, you don’t need to be alone.
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