Letters From the Psych Ward Songtext
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Letters from the Psych Ward

This operation needs some facilitation
For the motivation of healing my soul
Blaming everyone for so long is a deadly game

Pointing fingers all the time *Can you travel in your mind
Cos the job is inside * A coup d′é·tat's about to go down


Letters from the Psych Ward

This circus is filled with clowns
In the moment is the key for freeing you and releasing me
Your break has come to town

Pointing fingers all the time *Can you travel in your mind
Cos the job is inside * A coup d′é·tat's about to go down

Letters from the Psych Ward