The Dreaming Insomniacs - Subliminal Schizophrenic

I don’t think I like your kind
Quite frankly I wouldn’t mind
If it would just be your time
With no one else to tell the lies...
Yeah!
You don’t know what to say
Making our lives worse everyday
You aren’t wasting your time
While instead, inside we’ve died...
Turning your lives around
You must work on this somehow
Helping those are in need
Those are the mouths that we feed!
But now, you go back
To acting like a ballsack
No one wants to be around
You when you’re in this town
Yeah
(Now you know!)
You don’t know what to say
Making our lives worse everyday
You aren’t wasting your time
While instead, inside we’ve died...
Turning your lives around
You must work on this somehow
Helping those are in need
Those are the mouths that we feed!
You don’t know what to say
Making our lives worse everyday
You aren’t wasting your time
While instead, inside we’ve died...
Turning your lives around
You must work on this somehow
Helping those are in need
Those are the mouths that we feed!

Written by:
Autumn Slage, Joseph Motte, The Insomniacs

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