May 08, 2010 15:00
Everyone thinks I’m crazy
Because of the voices
I sometimes talk to
People think I’ve lost it
When I start screaming
At the people they can’t see
I’m not insane
I just have an attic
Stuck inside my brain
Everyone thinks I’m crazy
Because sometimes
I talk to myself
They all think I’ve lost it
What I’m not sure of
And yet I’ve still found nothing
There’s an attic
Inside my head
Pressing against my brain
So many people live there
Nobody else can see them
Nobody else can hear them
Except me
Except me
In all my misery
Breathe in, breathe in
Exhale, exhale
Only my heart beat
It’s the only thing
The only thing
I hear, for now
There’s an attic in my head
Crammed up inside
Crushing all my thoughts
I can’t breathe with all these voices
They make me scream
With their loud chorus
Everyone thinks I’m crazy
Because I say nonsense
Mumble and choke on my words
People imagine I’ve lost it
When I say I feel hands choking
Wringing my life away
There’s an attic in my head
Filled with so many people
I can hardly remember their names
No one believes they exist
They can’t see their smiles- leers
Or hear their evil cries
They say I’ve lost it
My mind that is
Sadly it’s been here, always
Mad I am, Mad I am
Just like a hatter
Very much like a hatter
No one can hear them, see them
Except me
In all my misery
Breathe in, breathe in
Exhale, exhale
Only my heart beat
It’s the only thing
I hear bouncing in my head
For now only a heart beat
They say I’ve lost my mind
Gone perfectly insane
They don’t know the whole story
I’m mad I tell you
Just like a hatter
Exactly like a hatter
I’ve got this attic in head
Built up so high, so many voices
I’ll never be able to sleep
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