I live on the corner of maniacal and insane
That's what all the voices always tell me in my brain
I feel like the lightning striking islands in the sea
When I walk down the road I see the monsters around me
But it's hard to see the writing on the wall
All dressed up for pictures at the ball
Only that much harder when you fall
I cannot do partway cause I live for the extremes
I dream through the day and then I live inside my dreams
My cynical, clinical friends all live in their pinnacle, finical way
The world that I live in seems to regress every day
But it's hard to see the writing on the wall
All dressed up for pictures at the ball
Only that much harder when you fall
I live on the corner of maniacal and insane
That's what all the voices always tell me in my brain
I feel like the lightning striking islands in the sea
When I walk down the road I see the monsters around me
But it's hard to see the writing on the wall
All dressed up for pictures at the ball
Only that much harder when you fall