Клип к песне And You Call Yourself Sane
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I’m reaching for a worst kind of breaking down, meltdown, burying alive the mind
And with raw nerves and open sores I’m bouncing off the sides of sanity
I’m counting buckles on my inner straitjacket when I can get no sleep
No more than a short nodding acquaintance’s all I bear from normality
Sane you call yourself
With days stuck on repeat
Among the flock and drained
Sane you call yourself
Sedated piece of meat
Tie the rope and be the dead you’ve always been
I’m on autodrive, tourette’s getting worse, you should see this shit happening
But I’m happy to conform, gladly follow suit with opinions not my own
I’m confused at what to think of this inane life, who am I? A drone
So, I keep breathing in the fumes, ride the wave of shit. hail to apathy
Sane you call yourself
With days stuck on repeat
Among the flock and drained
Sane you call yourself
Sedated piece of meat
Tie the rope and be the dead you’ve always been
I’m reaching for a worst kind of breaking down, meltdown, burying alive the mind
And with raw nerves and open sores I’m bouncing off the sides of sanity
If I am going to hell at least I’ll meet the devil with smiling face
So, with raw nerves and open sores I’m bouncing off the sides of my sanity
Sane you call yourself
With days stuck on repeat
Among the flock and drained
Sane you call yourself
Sedated piece of meat
Tie the rope and be the dead you’ve always been