People who are crazy don't know that they're crazy.
But my problem is I don't know what I am. I've slid into a place that I've never been before and I'm scared absolutely scared. I don't know what this is... if it's sanity or insanity... if it's real or not real.
The lines are no longer distinct. And it's frightening
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What was that bit that you told me about people who know they're crazy really aren't?
Try to think like somebody else, that's looking at you... would they be pleased?
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But my problem is I don't know what I am. I've slid into a place that I've never been before and I'm scared absolutely scared. I don't know what this is... if it's sanity or insanity... if it's real or not real.
The lines are no longer distinct.
And it's frightening
And no... they aren't pleased.
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