Civil Unrest TX - Subject

Times dragging on stuck inside my head
Shoulders heavy feet feel like lead
Heart is cold and my soul is bled
Am I alive or just walking dead
Feeling tired and getting old
Just need something to break this mold
My mind is racing ideas are bold
Should I believe everything I'm told
I'm not insane but I'm not okay
It's not my fault everything is gray
It's not my burden my debt to pay
They mold my brain like its made of clay
They call me mad as I speak today
But no one listens to what I say
They're coming now to take me away
There's no way out now that I'm
Trapped inside of my cell
Bleached, white, padded safe hell
Grating on my last nerve
What purpose does it serve
Am I safe from the world or is it safe from me
Are you really frightened by what I could be
Can you truly comprehend the possibility
Would it really be so bad if I were free
If I Were free
Take your pill it will make you well
They say I belong here but I can't tell
The people here they seem strange to me
But is it normal the things I see
I'm feeling woozy I'm feeling meek
Did they put something inside my drink
Now I cant focus and I can't think
I'm getting weak and I'm still
Trapped inside of my cell
Bleached, white, padded safe hell
Grating on my last nerve
What purpose does it serve
Am I safe from the world or is it safe from me
Are you really frightened by what I could be
Can you truly comprehend the possibility
Would it really be so bad if I were free
I'm not safe from the world, and It's not safe from me
You should really be frightened by what I can be
Now you'll truly comprehend the possibility
Will it really be so bad now that I'm free
I'm free

Written by:
Aspen Challis, Christopher Ramirez, Cruz Ramirez, Matt Dotson, Steven Ramirez

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