Sane

Deep down within the trenches Of an overactive mind Lies the source of self-destruction Set to blow at anytime Can’t control where our thoughts wander So, we try not to seep under Into a world of delusion Built with tons of confusion Grasp a grip upon reality Trying to become sane Getting rid of abnormalities Trying to become sane Realizing nothing about anything you know Complicating consequences arising from what one has done The pressure built is ready to explode From down within the trenches Where your mind has lost control Grasp a grip upon reality Trying to become sane Get rid of abnormalities Try to become sane Get your grip on reality Don’t you want to become sane? What’s with the abnormalities? It’s not too late to become sane