In the Interest of Sanity

Laden is the air tonight
With something dull and out of sight
It starts to make your skin feel tight
It makes you squirm, it makes you fight

Inside your dark and twisted grin
That feeling pushes once again
It hides behind the beggars’ sin
And in the face of working men

That gasp before you’re down again
And clawing at your brother’s skin
You’re trodding where the worst have been
Be careful now, the ice is thin

All sanity was left behind
But something of a different kind
Is gnawing at our broken mind
Who knows what madness we might find

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