Nadine Hock - Insane

She was standing on the wall,
tryin´ to forget all the pain,
but all the noises, that she heard,
started to make her insane.

Shivering she sank to the ground,
feeling the cold and hard stone,
and at least a thousand times she thought,
for which reason she left home.

The children, that were screaming,
all knew that they wouldn´t survive,
and she couldn´t help those kids,
´cause she was the one with the knife.

Nadine Hock

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