Insanity CallsI feel like I'm on the brink and about to sinkInto this deep abyss of pure bliss.When things come a calling and I'm a crawlingFurther to their sweet gnawling.The words proclaim that nothings the sameAnd no one will mind if I'm to unwind.To race mad through the halls for other to appallRaise their hands and join in bands.They are the first, to claim me the worst.Others are sane? I beg with profane.They feel the call, but don't answer at allWay then am I insane, they are the same.Its just when insanity calls I grab it by the balls.Doing anything thats not plain,Thats when I feel sane.