Let’s continue

Knock knock, who’s there? Yeah, hey, knock, knock

Knock knock, who’s there? Knock, hey, yeah, knock

Knock knock knock

Knock knock, who’s there?

Talking to myself like I talk to the air

Eat all the beats up, boy, I swear

If you wanna touch my track, don’t dare

Take it to the bridge, we can sort it out there

If you wanna hate me, well, that’s fair

If you wanna hate me, fit it in schedule

It’s full time but it ain’t that simple, yeah

I think I found out that I’m the problem

Selfish and a hypocrite

Blow it up in big proportions, I feel I can handle it

I discovered playing God don’t come with some instructions

Why I try to keep control when I can barely function?

Dr. Frankenstein, I need you to open the door up

I need you to tell me why you made me

What’s the hold up?

Dr. Frankenstein, I need you to open the door up

I need you to tell me why you made me

What’s the

I don’t wanna talk right now

I don’t wanna talk right now

I don’t wanna mess with you

I don’t wanna acknowledge all my mistakes

And that’s what I call you

You are everything that’s wrong with me

Wrapped up inside a bow

I see you under my Christmas tree

I’m burning down my home

It’s your fault, you made me

I need you to speak

I don’t want you to hate me, hate me

It’s your fault, you made me

I need you to speak

I don’t want you to hate, hate hate hate

It’s your fault, you made me

I don’t wanna look at you

I need you to speak

I don’t want you to hate me, hate me

I'd rather run back to my room

It’s your fault, you made me

Don't knock on the door, no answers for you

I need you to speak

I don’t want you to hate me

The doctor's out of his mind, boohoo

Knock knock, who’s there? Yeah, hey, knock, knock

Knock knock, who’s there? Knock, hey, yeah, knock

Knock knock knock

I think I don’t want to hide forever

I’ve been telling all my friends

Bro, I think I have a problem

Made him in my basement

Don’t need no electric currents

I’m a mad scientist

Amount of times I caused me pain

You’d think that I'm a masochist

Yeah, I been running out of room in my mind

I been feeling like I’m low on my time

I been feeling like I’m past my prime

But I’m only 19, my thoughts are crimes

84 reasons not to take control

I’ve been hearing things, not the radio

Ain’t my first go, ain’t no rodeo

Dr. Victor, feel like an animal

Knock knock, who’s there?

Talking to myself like I talk to the air

Eat all the beats up, boy, I swear

If you wanna touch my track, don’t dare

Take it to the bridge, we can sweat it out there

If you wanna hate me, well, that’s fair

If you wanna hate me, fit it in schedule

It’s full time but it ain’t that si-

It’s your fault, you made me

I need you to speak

I don’t want you to hate me, hate me

It’s your fault, you made me

I need you to speak

I don’t want you to hate me, hate hate hate

It’s your fault, you made me

I don’t wanna talk right now

I don’t wanna talk right now

I need you to speak

I don’t wanna mess with you

I don’t want you to hate me, hate me

I don’t wanna acknowledge all my mistakes

And that’s what I call you

It’s your fault, you made me

You are everything that’s wrong with me

I need you to speak

Wrapped up inside a bow

I don’t want you to hate me

I see you under my Christmas tree

I’m burning down my-

Knock knock, who’s there?

Nothing is more painful to the human mind than a great and sudden change. The dead calmness of inaction which follows and deprives the soul of hope and fear. Justine died, yet I am alive. The blood flows freely in my veins but a weight of despair and remorse presses on my heart. I have committed deeds beyond description. I believe myself mad. I am mad.