Batshit

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 shit