Madness
Hurt, guilt, remorse
I've been through worse
live life fast, die faster
its all just a f#@kin disaster
i need a piece of serenity
i hear some have plenty
share yours and i will open doors that weren't`t
meant to be open
dementia has a funny price when you take a madman's advice
just give me a piece of you and i will turn your darkest skies blue
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