Oxymoron

Insane



You drive me insane, my back's to the wall I can't make headway with this pressure at all My mind's upset I gotta get away And jam the gearing of the whole machine The people who suffer to get uniformed Are wimps who needn't complain anymore When they discover what's happened to their lives They're gonna pay the fucking price [Chorus:] You make me sick, you drive me insane You're gonna take my mind away But I'm not scared of what you do What the fuck is wrong with you? You drive me insane, my back's to the wall I can't make headway with this pressure at all You declare me a yob but don't figure out That I ain't gonna end up being so fooled It seems that your mission is to blind-fold the crowd As brainless masses can't complain anymore And you create a new hoax everyday While human brains keep rucking dying Insane - go away, I gotta get out better get away with you