It isn't the madness
It isn't the sadness
It isn't the noise I constantly dread;
It's the every day, every night,
every dark, every light
incessant
unceasing fight
to escape from my head.
It isn't the madness
It isn't the sadness
It isn't the noise I constantly dread;
It's the every day, every night,
every dark, every light
incessant
unceasing fight
to escape from my head.