Locked in patted rooms,
Minds with creepy looms.
Wearing straight jackets,
Rooms with doors with no brackets.
Screaming and laughing with insane eyes,
Thinking what they should do to surprise.
The people who work at the mental institute,
Wearing name tags and suits.
Will they become sane,
Or be in the mental institute forever chanied?
Will they become sane,
Or be in the mental institute forever chanied?
I think you meant chained, lol but I know what this feels like, I've been in a few of those...Oh it's so exhilirating! But the little buckle things on the straight jackets hurt like a 13!+c#.
me no like insane asylums...
For some reason they always let me go..oh fo sho...