spreading the disease

  • Madhouse
  • Anthrax
  • Spreading the Disease

Anthrax - Madhouse

“White coats to bind me, out of control
I live alone inside my mind
World of confusion, air filled with noise
Who says that my life’s such a crime?

Trapped, in this nightmare
I wish I’d wake
As my whole life begins to shake
Four walls, surround me
An empty gaze
I can’t find my way out of this maze”