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Post Mania Yellow House

Post Mania - Yellow House
Strung out those manias
I have run out of names to call, alone
The world keeps humming over my head
Leaving me at the feet
Of defined signs, let me in

I need some help
Well, no can't you tell, tell
I know my head gets mixed up beneath the concoctions of
Love and [concern?]
But I come with my head in my hands
It's too much to feel on my own
Need a god
Need a light

Just sit back and take it as it comes
Day after day it overwrites
All that you have planned for your life
A passenger caught in a vice
Crying [halleluiah?]
Stranded in a hotеl room
No lifelines left to usе
No bottles left to confide in
No personas left to choose
[?] you [?]
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