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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