The Kettle

Slipping in and out of sanity
My mind trips from delusion
If I was to wake now from a dream
I'd be saved the pain of confusion

Mouse traps laid throughout my mind
That no one else can see
If I watched pot never boils
Why do I get so mad when people stare at me

Vision clouded by a million crows
But only towards myself
A man who can't act on his thoughts
Is safe but still needs help

I'll but my tongue and pray to God
This can't be how it ends
I'll but my tongue and pray to God
And I'll thank four clapping hands



Credits
Writer(s): Alex Thackray
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