Testo di Edna Tales

Underlying obsessions in my undulating mind sleepless nights in sleepless beds I'm trying to unwind i can't make head nor tails of the people that I've met do I really know them, have I spoken to them yet (Chorus): Am I going mad, am I going mad am I going mad, I think I'm going mad They never really listen, but I never really say i stare out of my window at the grey cold pouring rain i'd like to get to know them, but they've given me no choice they're trying to communicate I just don't hear their voice (Chorus) Am I paranoid or skitzo, am I different from the rest suicidal in my thinking, homicidal thoughts I'm blessed lock me in a padded room, I think I'll go insane when I wake up in the morning will my life be just the same