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  1. Night Confessions (An Asylum Memoir)

From the recording Seasons From Another World

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Night Confessions (An Asylum Memoir)
by Four Wall Holiday

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Await I sit, ready to confess
Take me back to exam room one A
My thoughts, I need to spread like germs
Hold me back, I might carry away
They thought, Im fine losing no time
But forget to know, what I have to say
So now I wait, towards midnight
All eyes on me, I’m ready to play
Seeing the blood down the hall
Fingers on the wall from a broken doll
You got to feel it, wanting to question why
I let the bodies fry so there’s nothing to find
My head is gone
Seeing the blood down the hall
Fingers on the wall from a broken doll
You got to feel it, just a little freaked out
Try to keep a watchout for the maniac in me
Flaw of society
There I wait, in the halls of my mind
Take me back to exam room one A
I need to hear what the doctors will say
When the memories decay were they lying
I am the night, I feast on your dreams
I grab the freedom that your child breathes
I am the night, in the trees I stare
Watching you safe at home in fear
Seeing the blood down the hall
Fingers on the wall from a broken doll
You got to feel it, wanting to question why
I let the bodies fry so there’s nothing to find
My head is gone
Seeing the blood down the hall
Fingers on the wall from a broken doll
You got to feel it, just a little freaked out
Try to keep a watchout for the maniac in me
Flaw of society
I am the night, I feast on your dreams
I grab the freedom that your child breathes
I am the night, in the trees I stare
Watching you safe at home in fear

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