Jump, Little Children - Madness

I’m feeling madness
Like an unwanted guest in my home,
You’re cramping my style,
And all the while,
You said that you’d leave me alone.

You dropped your sadness,
With a clatter and clang on my floor.
You’re raising the dead
With the tears that you’ve shed,
And you always come asking for more.

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Oh, I can look after you,
like I always do.

I’ll build a fortress,
Like the old fashioned fairy tale kind,
With high tower walls,
To make you feel small,
And to keep all my madness inside.

Under my mattress,
I keep boxes of beautiful dreams,
And late at night,
When no one’s in sight,
They come out and whisper to me.

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