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Found a cure that doesn't kill From lobotomys to a pill Heal the mad and steal their pain What's the industry got to gain? If you could let me go Or you could set me free Then I would let you know Of what's possessing me And I would help you out And I would show you the way And you could scream and shout Cos it would end today Yeah Yeah Suicidal thoughts subside Permanent damage to the mind Excuse if the one we paid "We are gonna die anyway" Nihilistic human minds Breaching to the end of time Convinced that we are insane Curable by the damaged brain. From Letras Mania