Wouldn’t it be better if everyone of us could live in his/her own unique madness?
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F7YEVP4r2ok
Lyrics:
Leave the madman in his madness
And don’t try to bring him to his senses
You don’t know what is hidden
Inside the mind of a madman
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He might find in his madness
Everything he has desired
And wasn’t able
To see and to obtain
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Leave the madman in his madness
Leave him in his dream
He’s been sick and tired of this world
And he created one of his own
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I can’t exist in my madness. It is not a happy madness. It’s a world in which I hate myself and need to suffer. It’s a world where I’ve failed at everything. I cry all the time in that world. A demon chases me telling me to kill myself. The only hope I have is to exist in this world. A world where I don’t wholly belong or understand. Someone else’s madness.
I know exactly how you feel… But,after all,living in our madness or in someone else’s madness,it’s still living in a madness… At the end of the day,who isn’t mad? Aren’t we all chasing crazy ideals? Aren’t we all trying to create our own romanticized life? But, only in our own madness we are sincere to ourselves… And who knows,if we try hard enough,maybe we can find what we want in our own madness…
(Don’t take this the wrong way,I’m just sayin’…)
If you try to find something you want in your own madness, you only become disappointed in the end. When it isn’t realistic, it’s short-lived but intense.
Hell, you may find yourself running through the parking lot nude destined to find THE answer, but there isn’t one. ha