Now closed in asylum
I heard I was hiding from reality
Idea of future seems to lose its way
I am destroyer of equal opportunity
Only active life was in my imagination
The people never existed
Lime light was a light in the basement
And the crowd was a rag doll named Charlie
As we were found
I was dancing before my parents bodies
Music playing loud and I laughed
Because I was free from their judging eyes
...just me and Charlie
Shot down
Police came weeks after I killed them
They took pictures of the murals on the wall
After a while they found out
The hideout of my mother's insides
Shot down
I ate my father's skin
While he was still alive
I always thought he was tough.well, he was
I had to pound him a bit with my shovel
...just me and Charlie