History Of A Madman Lyrics by Richy Nix
It’s nix in his chair with a bottle in his hand
He’s already stumbling but he swallowed some again
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It’s nix in his chair with a bottle in his hand
He’s already stumbling but he swallowed some again
You cut out a piece of me, and now I bleed internally
Left here without you, without you
(Everybody probably thinks I’m dead)
(Hurry up a bit)
Many voices are out there, I smell fear
It’s in the air