I'm a head case but you're just a bandit
Stealing things and taking them all for granted
A star in your eyes, a f*cking mastermind
Attention, something dead inside
I'm bipolar and you're a big mess
I love to hate you with all of my kindness
The glaze covers both my blood shot eyes
Attention, somethings dying inside
Take me for granted, well I say no way
I see straight through you, I'm passing the blame
While you, be little the lies that have presented to you. All this mess underlies what has been given to you
Take me for granted well I say no way
I lay awake and you'll be fast asleep
Every thought I have suffocating me
I'm a psycho sleep with your eyes open
I'm frightened of what might happen
Take me for granted, well I say no way
I see straight through you, I'm passing the blame
While you, be little the lies that have presented to you. All this mess underlies what has been given to you
Take me for granted well I say no way
Your only substance is in your appearance
Your only interests are at your own, interference
What makes you think that is okay?
What makes you think that is okay?
What makes you think that is okay?
Is okay?
It's okay
What makes you think that this is okay?
Belittle the lives that have presented to you
All this mess underlies what has been given to you
What makes you think that this is okay?
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I'm a head case but you're just a bandit
Stealing things and taking them all for granted
A star in your eyes, a f*cking mastermind
Attention, something dead inside
I'm bipolar and you're a big mess
I love to hate you with all of my kindness
The glaze covers both my blood shot eyes
Attention, somethings dying inside
Take me for granted, well I say no way
I see straight through you, I'm passing the blame
While you, be little the lies that have presented to you. All this mess underlies what has been given to you
Take me for granted well I say no way
I lay awake and you'll be fast asleep
Every thought I have suffocating me
I'm a psycho sleep with your eyes open
I'm frightened of what might happen
Take me for granted, well I say no way
I see straight through you, I'm passing the blame
While you, be little the lies that have presented to you. All this mess underlies what has been given to you
Take me for granted well I say no way
Your only substance is in your appearance
Your only interests are at your own, interference
What makes you think that is okay?
What makes you think that is okay?
What makes you think that is okay?
Is okay?
It's okay
What makes you think that this is okay?
Belittle the lives that have presented to you
All this mess underlies what has been given to you
What makes you think that this is okay?
Stealing things and taking them all for granted
A star in your eyes, a f*cking mastermind
Attention, something dead inside
I'm bipolar and you're a big mess
I love to hate you with all of my kindness
The glaze covers both my blood shot eyes
Attention, somethings dying inside
Take me for granted, well I say no way
I see straight through you, I'm passing the blame
While you, be little the lies that have presented to you. All this mess underlies what has been given to you
Take me for granted well I say no way
I lay awake and you'll be fast asleep
Every thought I have suffocating me
I'm a psycho sleep with your eyes open
I'm frightened of what might happen
Take me for granted, well I say no way
I see straight through you, I'm passing the blame
While you, be little the lies that have presented to you. All this mess underlies what has been given to you
Take me for granted well I say no way
Your only substance is in your appearance
Your only interests are at your own, interference
What makes you think that is okay?
What makes you think that is okay?
What makes you think that is okay?
Is okay?
It's okay
What makes you think that this is okay?
Belittle the lives that have presented to you
All this mess underlies what has been given to you
What makes you think that this is okay?
Writer: Whitney Cooper
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