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My father heard voices
Saw things that aren't real
Among all the noises
The most deafening was fear
My first memory ever
I'm in his arms on the street
He points gun at whoever
Dares to take me from him
I'm not my dad
I'm not my dad
I'm not my dad
I'm not my dad
Oh, no
I am not like that
Oh, no
I will not go mad
Oh, no
I am not like that
Oh, no
I will not go mad
Ever since I knew
I'm trying not to be like you
But now I feel he had a point
I try to see it through his eyes
To make it not as disappointing
When I just have to recognize
Oh
Everyone is mad
Oh
Soon we'll all be dead
Oh, no
Everyone is mad
Oh, no
Soon we'll all be dead
Oh, no
I am not like that
Oh, no
I will not go mad