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Corner of a Padded Cell © Kennel Panic 2013

I'd better pretend that I listen till the drone is over
The words kind of blend in a song I've never heard before
Who is to define if I am normal or if I am broken
I want to reply, but I can barely focus any more

No-one here gets to hear all the noises in my head
Drop your drugs and let me go, I was much better off on my own
No-one here gets to see all the pictures in my head
Drop your guns and let me go, I was much better off on my own
No-one here gets to be anywhere near my head

I know what they want, but they tell a whole different story
They want me to rot in a corner of a padded cell
I'll never return back to being both safe and sorry
Their heaven can burn, I'm not leaving my frozen hell

No-one here gets to hear all the noises in my head
Drop your drugs and let me go, I was much better off on my own
No-one here gets to see all the pictures in my head
Drop your guns and let me go, I was much better off on my own
No-one here gets to be anywhere near my head

They wanna take me but I don't wanna go back, don't wanna go back
They wanna take me but I don't wanna go back, don't wanna go back

No-one here gets to hear all the noises in my head
Drop your drugs and let me go, I was much better off on my own
No-one here gets to see all the pictures in my head
Drop your guns and let me go, I was much better off on my own
They wanna take me but I don't wanna go back, don't wanna go back
They wanna take me but I don't wanna go back, don't wanna go back