Will anyone ever know that what I've been telling them is true?
I know, it all just sounds crazy, all the things that they do,
But, if you told me this, crazy or not, I'd be there for you,
I wonder if they will get caught, before I turn to blue,
These people are psychotic, it's more than loose screws,
I'm being tortured but, to them, I'm seen as their muse,
Sometimes, I wish they'd just leave me hang from a noose,
I'm tired of gagging & choking, inspecting whatever I puke,
How could something so evil ever be allowed to run loose,
My only thought is to keep on pointing out all of the clues,
I...