Broken Window Lyrics

Broken Window by Rhyme Asylum

• My name is Dean Emit, victim of a serious mistake
• Diagnosed as clinically insane
• Sectioned, imprisoned and detained
• The last thing I remember I was being physically restrained
• First sensed something was amiss
• Noticing the other inmates had cuts across their wrists
• My trust in the nurses hesitated
• Instantly ceased taking medication [Waiting]
• They segregated selective mental patients
• I once caught a glimpse of the room where they’d take them
• Reasons why remain undisclosed
• A hundred volts straight to the victim’s frontal lobes
• Disguised as medical tests
• Vulnerable people were being sentenced to death
• [This is beyond madness] I had to escape
• Spent night and day racking my brain
• Insomniac, but I had no solid plan
• One day in group therapy, eventually lost my rag 
• [Is this some kind of sick joke?] 
• Next thing I knew, a doctor pushed me straight through a window
• Awoke later in my bed, as my mind cleared
• A pain in my side sparking the idea
• Tied up without side effects 
• Shook loose the undetected shard of glass from behind my vest
• Heart pounding inside my chest
• Managed to slice my restraints, fell down beside my bed
• Stood up, pulled off the ceiling’s iron mesh
• Climbed the winding vent entangled in spider webs
• Exited down a flight of steps
• Ditched my hospital gown so the dogs won’t find the scent
• Felt the cold wind on my face
• Blinded by the moonlight, my mental prison escape

• His name was Doctor Emit institutionalised
• For committing the most unusual crimes
• Torturing patients numerous times
• ‘Till one escaped, brought the truth to the light
• Losing his mind but kept it top secret
• Unnecessary methods of shock treatment
• No waiting list kept going till the power died
• Or the patient did, which ever came first
• He was a slave to his hunger within
• Tied them up sewed razors under their skin
• Eyes void of emotion
• When asked why he did it, he just said the voices had spoken
• Insane, locked in a cell
• Dementia in control of all knowledge of self
• Day to day he’d yell about the crimes
• Like he didn’t do them and they’re still taking place
• Swimming in the depths of depression 
• Volatile, living on the edge of aggression 
• Never did get a confession 
• (Flipped out) during a routine group therapy session
• When asked “are you scared of the past?"
• He jumped up by the window put his chair through the glass
• Demented look in his face
• Guards took him away put him to bed fully restrained 
• Didn’t bother drugging him up 
• The next morning they walked in and saw him covered in blood
• Should’ve known from behaviour patterns 
• That this was a suicide waiting to happen
• Life he came to hate with a passion 
• Shard to the wrist, fatal attraction
• Examining the evil deed 
• There it was on the floor the jagged killer that didn’t flee the scene 
• Broken Window

• Window to the soul, broken
• Now his ghost is out in the open

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