Noir - The Boy Who Thought Himself Mad lyrics

He was born in a middle cla** suburban home But ever since his grandparent's split he felt alone He felt like he never had a place to call his own So he dreamed up a world in which he could roam From early on his imagination was his best friend Cuz only in his imagination he didn't wish he were dead His parents loved him but they never paid attention To that boiling kettle of kid that they were raising He dreamed of the day he would make his mark But a day in his life was like swimming with sharks Maybe he should've asked for help, that'd have been a start But you're always the last to know when your mind falls apart Let's hear the story of the boy who thought himself mad A victim of the pharmaceutical industries plan Did you ever imagine you could think yourself insane? You can, you can, you can, you can “What's so scary about schizophrenia?” you might say How would you feel if your mind was constantly trapped in a maze? Where not even the d** can break you out of the haze Or lift the veil up and clear away your sanity's decay You go to the psychiatrist for some help But all they do is prescribe the pills, the pills, the pills The doctors say they'll tranquilize your brain Until it reaches some semblance of sane And from then on you'll spend your days sleeping in You'll feel like a zombie from The Night of the Living Dead And soon your friends will see that you're a mess At least the few friends that you managed to have kept Let's hear the story of the boy who thought himself mad A victim of the pharmaceutical industries plan Did you ever imagine you could think yourself insane? You can, you can, you can, you can Let's hear the story of the boy who thought himself mad (do-wop-wop) A victim of the pharmaceutical industries plan (do-wop-wop) Did you ever imagine you could think yourself insane? (do-wop-wop) You can, you can, you can, you can (do-wop-wop) The voices in my head – they won't go away The voices in my head – they're here to stay The voices in my head – they won't go away The voices in my head – they're here to stay He didn't think exploring the further recesses of his mind Would ever end him up in a mental hospital But instead all his thinking drove him insane He's psychonaut who's got a problem with his brain He's constantly looking over his shoulder He thinks that everyone is laughing at him behind his back He thinks the world is out to get him, even his friends And there ain't no coming back from thoughts like that He stopped eating because he thought his food was poisoned And the medicine is making him lose even more weight So now all you see in him is a skeleton Begging for peace even if it's only for a second He can't deal with the voices in his head They keep telling him to do himself in He never thought suicide was an option Until his own head was telling him to do it And his skull feels like a coffin For a brain that is as good as dead And everything he's read on the internet Doesn't quite compare to how this really is Good days for him don't happen quite often But that's his life and he deals with it Let's hear the story of the boy who thought himself mad A victim of the pharmaceutical industries plan Did you ever imagine you could think yourself insane? You can, you can, you can, you can Let's hear the story of the boy who thought himself mad (do-wop-wop) A victim of the pharmaceutical industries plan (do-wop-wop) Did you ever imagine you could think yourself insane? (do-wop-wop) You can, you can, you can, you can (do-wop-wop)