Call It Madness

Monsters under my bed, hostile inside my head Fossils and they all dead, bottles and they my meds Sorry I don’t have friends, hardly follow any trends Find me in the back end, like me never back then Oh no, you caught me at a bad time, I blow Smoke behind my blinds, I know Woken inside my mind, I go Hopin’ for the right sign Monsters under my bed, hostile inside my head Fossils and they all dead, bottles and they my meds Sorry I don’t have friends, hardly follow any trends Find me in the back end, like me never back then Find me in the back end, like me never back then Demons under my bed, bleedin’ and it’s not red Find me in the back end, like me never back then Demons under my bed, bleedin’ and it’s not red Quiet please, private means, high at ease, the silent breeze Stranded in a different planet, chances that they saw me vanish Abandoned so you see me panic, havoc turned into a habit Caskit turned into a hammock, ashes on this dirty canvas Madness, madness, and I call it madness How I deal with sadness, let me update the status It took a lot of practice, got Louis on my glasses And someone pass the matches, inhalin’ all the gases Monsters under my bed, hostile inside my head Fossils and they all dead, bottles and they my meds Sorry I don’t have friends, hardly follow any trends Find me in the back end, like me never back then Find me in the back end, like me never back then Demons under my bed, bleedin’ and it’s not red Find me in the back end, like me never back then Demons under my bed, bleedin’ and it’s not red Loser, you’re a loser, are you feeling sorry for yourself Well you should be because you are dirt You make me sick you big baby, baby want a bottle A big dirt bottle, Why are you yelling at me Loser, you’re a loser Monsters under my bed, hostile inside my head Fossils and they all dead, bottles and they my meds Sorry I don’t have friends, hardly follow any trends Find me in the back end, like me never back then Find me in the back end, like me never back then Demons under my bed, bleedin’ and it’s not red Find me in the back end, like me never back then Demons under my bed, bleedin’ and it’s not red