My windows has no glasses but nets of iron
Like in a nuthouse
White walls full of senseless words
Like in a nuthouse
My best company is inside my mind
Like in a nuthouse
And here inside I'm feeling like a king without his crown
I think one day all this will end
My friends have assured me
I'm called clinical case
by people paid to give me some pills
They have gave me a blue pill and I'm feeling
excited now
I only think to repress the voice that turns
in my brain
My friends are giving a party and I'm
the special invited
i must conserve all my piss for when I'll go mad
I think one day all this will end
My friends have assured me
I'm called clinical case
by people paid to give me some pills
Now I'm all alone under a tree that stinks
and in my hand I've the pills I must take
And I think to the joy i will join
when I'll make them fall on the ground f*cking these shits
I think one day all this will end
My friends have assured me
I'm called clinical case
by people paid to give me some pills