Slip Of The Tongue

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My eyes are deaf
My ears are blind
I felt what I heard
and I heard what I meant
I tasted the writing on the wall
been that, done then
waiting impatiently for nothing to happen
seeing voices in my head
all none of my questions answered
and I just can't wake up at night
just living the nightmare
a reason without reason
all madness in the method
why am I

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