Only a robot can treat the insane
Monotone and all the same
I'm trapped in a stereotypical game
It's making me so happy I'm mad
Sugar-coated black and white
Try to keep the lips real tight
I wonder how you'll sleep tonight
Only the drugs hide my being sad
Try to maintain the machine
Keep everyone's whispers clean
But it cannot hide what I have seen
Though I keep thinking this is the best time I ever had
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