Age Of Madness - 3 Colours Red

Tension, like wire, on Schizophrenia street.
A man, like fire, keeping it discreet.
Age of madness, closing into view.
Corruption of the dearest, ache the bones inside you.

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Feel like you're being used.
The cloning of the all-abused.
A new addition to the rest of them
In the age of madness.

Closing in on you.
Scared of the silence; I am the meaningless.
Scared of the violence; I am invertebrate.

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Closing in on you.
So cry like the rain, to lose the pain of a lifetime
That takes you years to find, with holes left in your mind
To let the loser out. Try to start again.
Start again, start again. With no one to blame but yourself.

Age of madness... you're not wrong, you're just outnumbered
Age of madness... seasons in the ever under

Feel like you're being used.
The cloning of the all-abused.
A new addition to the rest of them.

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