Sleeping with my demons I always go to the deep ends Of my mind, all the time I need therapy, but can’t afford to try it I got Issues that I don’t fix, my serotonin levels broken Guess I’m fine, guess they’re right That I’m never gonna make it even if I try
My brain waves, are damaged Im jaded and I’m manic I’ve always been in panic Yeah you could call me bat shit Yeah you could call me bat shit You could call me bat shit
Desperate for attention But I don’t like being present There’s no need for intervention When I’m bound to get offended Yeah I cry, all the time But nobody wants to help so it’s fine Do I die? to feel alive Guess I’ll never know, if I don’t try
My brain waves, are damaged Im jaded and I’m manic I’ve always been in panic Yeah you could call me bat shit Yeah you could call me bat shit
You could call me bat shit You could call me bat shit Yeah you could call me bat shit
My brain waves, are damaged Im jaded and I’m manic I’ve always been in panic Yeah you could call me bat shit Yeah you could call me bat shit You could call me bat ****