MY
DECENT INTO MADNESS
Springfield's
looking pretty dusty today
I see their dreams coming undone
The view from inside ward nine affords this much
A town teeming with the unloved
Close the window and lock it so it's good and tight
la la la la la la la la
Turning 18 and trying not to look to lost
have a not so nice day
the jacket makes me straight so i can just sit back and bake
you know i think im gonna stay
talking very loud but noone hears a word i say
la la la la la la la la
come and visit me tonight at 8 o clock and then you'll see how im not the crazy
one
voices tell me i am the shit
20 days go by and everyday looks the same
la la la la la la la la
Im the shit