Not Crazy

It's a bad dream and I'll probably wake up

In a second or two

People who don't know what my heart is

Made of

Shouldn't mess around with me

You said you don't appreciate me

Who do you think you are?

Every time I think of it, it's a crisis

You are in my head and I wanna

Kill you, kill you, kill you

But then I calm down again

And I almost forget how I felt

Five minutes ago

People say that I'm just full of myself, I'm not crazy at all