Insanité Sans Delire

I took the train but I never got home
I was aloud but I was never told
Controlled by whoever controls

Kindly retreats till the point where it ends
Carefully planning the future amends
You know it’s hard to keep track of them trends

Forecome’s out in misery
If you wanna be part of the scene
If you want to hang around
For the mother, the daughter, the crowd
If you smile when you step on a head
No relieve, no remorse, not a shred
If you care to look around
We’re all knee deep in shit

With due respect nothing here is for free
No way in hell it’s how it should be
Some people die, some people have tea

Would you not stay if I begged you to leave
Would all the lies be considered deceives
I know most people don’t worry or grieve