Away in a madhouse, confined to my bed Electroshock therapy, mind-numbing pills:
From visions and nightmares that filled me with dread
The Doctor has sweetly inserted a probe
To sever completely my prefrontal lobe
They change my behavior to cure all my ills
I love the Asylum, my own padded cell
I'll stay here forever, for outside it's Hell
Static slammed himself against the padded wall again.
DAMNIT EMELIO!
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
SHUT...UP!
He slammed himself against the wall once more. At least it was padded.
This body is so fragile, Static...why do you treat yourself like this?
It's not fragile for the last time!
Is for me...
Well you're insane!
We're both insane you know..
No I'm NOT!
This time, Static swung his body against the cell, creating a large bang.
Pinkie peered through the window, tears at her eyes.
"S-static?"
He looked through the small slot of a window at her. Sadness was deep in both their eyes.
Look at what you're doing to her!
We're both doing thatt~
Shut up!
No.
Damnit Emelio...
Static sighed harshly and looked down at himself. Straitjacked, naked...He used to be somepony.
He thought of another song he used to be able to sing...
You can run on for a long time Go tell that long tongue liar Well my goodness gracious let me tell you the news Go tell that long tongue liar You can run on for a long time Well you may throw your rock and hide your hand You can run on for a long time Go tell that long tongue liar
Run on for a long time
Run on for a long time
Sooner or later God'll cut you down
Sooner or later God'll cut you down
Go and tell that midnight rider
Tell the rambler, the gambler, the back biter
Tell 'em that God's gonna cut 'em down
Tell 'em that God's gonna cut 'em down
My head's been wet with the midnight dew
I've been down on bended knee talkin' to the man from Galilee
He spoke to me in the voice so sweet
I thought I heard the shuffle of the angel's feet
He called my name and my heart stood still
When he said, "Static, go do My will!"
Go and tell that midnight rider
Tell the rambler, the gambler, the back biter
Tell 'em that God's gonna cut 'em down
Tell 'em that God's gonna cut 'em down
Run on for a long time
Run on for a long time
Sooner or later God'll cut you down
Sooner or later God'll cut you down
Workin' in the dark against your fellow man
But as sure as God made black and white
What's done in the dark will be brought to the light
Run on for a long time
Run on for a long time
Sooner or later God'll cut you down
Sooner or later God'll cut you down
Go and tell that midnight rider
Tell the rambler, the gambler, the back biter
Tell 'em that God's gonna cut you down
Tell 'em that God's gonna cut you down
Tell 'em that God's gonna cut you down...
HAHAHAHA! YOU...
Static had already knocked himself out.