So, You Call Me Crazy?

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So you all call me crazy?
Well you know what?
That’s just fine
I just keep on putting it into all these
Crazy little rhymes
Swallowed up by the voices
That have been screaming in my head
I like it better when they’re there
Because when they’re not
I feel dead
Dead inside without a thousand eyes
Watching my every move
I’m paranoid
Of all the girls and boys
And my words, sometimes, aren’t so smooth
I’m a blunt speaker
A dream weaver
And a little bit of a bitch too
So you all call me crazy?
Well that’s okay
Because if you’re a little crazy, too
Then I’ll welcome you with open arms
Into this world of mine
Where the moon is always out
And the stars, they always shine
Where the unicorns and dragons play
With large bonfires to dance around
With a treehouse in the woods
And a cute little basset hound
So you all call me crazy?
Well that’s alright because just maybe
You’ll understand one day
That the way
I live isn’t so upsy-daisy
It’s a freedom feeling
Dream fulfilling
Tidy land I’m in
Without the atom bomb
With the leprechauns
And with all the people that reside within.
So, you call me crazy.
So what.