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 $$#ured 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 $$#ured 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 $#&@ing these %#@!s


I think one day all this will end
My friends have $$#ured me

I'm called clinical case
By people paid to give me some pills