When the world is sleeping
I would make my own sun
When the world is weeping
I would run and have some fun
Paranoids, in the heartbeats
Parasites, on the streets
Psycho maniacs in parties
Psychiatrists in the meets
Their life is on a swing now
One can't guess when they would fall
And in my heart, I have a song
But I don't know where to stop
Going to the edge of the world
From where I can see them all
And where I can stand tall
If I die, it wouldn't matter
And if I live, that can be for long
When the world is crazy
I would make it hazier
And when the world is silent
I would turn it wild and violent
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