Mad days

Tell me how do I get rid of this thing spell

Tell me how can I break the shackles that are binding me down

I don’t want to break the rules

I just want to find a way out

All around they’re mocking and pointing fingers

But they don’t know what is like to be prisoners in your own home

Guess is good to be safe at home

Tell me how do I get rid of this thing spell

Tell me how can I break the shackles that are binding me down

Hey officer I can see you shrug, your hands are tied unless mine are covered in blood

Probation Worker I assume your job must be not giving a fuck

And I’m dreaming of a new dreaming of a new dreaming of a new start

And I’m hanging on a new hanging on a new hanging on a new star

Maybe some day we’ll have a big laugh to these mad days and all

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