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State Of DementiaLost - I can’t seem to find my way homeScreaming, help me I’m not sure who I am My memory is lost and I don’t know who to trust Excuse me, have you seen me before? Feel paranoid, but I don’t know of who If you were me tell me what would you do? When I think back, everything is black And I remember when I woke up that day Reflections, remembrance, distorted and subdued Who’s in the mirror, let me through… My mind slips and my sanity escapes Run through the night, searching for my past Wake up - cold sweat - my eyes burn from the light Try to recall, but it’s a constant fight My ears are ringin’ a hypnotic drone Got this feeling I’m never coming home Wandering, confused, I walked in this padded room With marbles all over the floor I asked this guy if he knew where I was He looked at me and said, “Welcome to our state You’re never leaving…That’s right! Here’s your jacket!” |