Welcome to the toilet I dump all my shit,
Welcome to the dark corner of my mind that I sit
Welcome to my cage, my tiny cell
Welcome to my personal corner of hell
I was hoping to see you, I am glad that you came
But know my intention is to drive you insane
Together in madness, then you will see
Together in madness is how we are free
You can choose to leave me alone
And hide from the things you are shown
But if you allow me to lift the veil
On this stormy sea we set sail
Maybe we will find distant shores
And drunken pirates, with rum, gold and whores.
Or maybe we will just float here together
Rocking the boat in stormy weather.
However if you wish for the comfort of sleep
You better pray that we never meet
-Bob Bobson