I wake up with static buzzing through my brain,

The city's heartbeat echoes in my chest.

I dance with shadows, lose track of the pain,

Trading my sleep for a chance to feel less.

They say I’m lost, that I can't be saved,

But I’m alive in the hell that I crave.

I’m a demon, an angel, a devil, a saint,

I’m a genius, a mess, and just fucking insane.

I’ll tear through the night like a hurricane,

I’m a genius, a mess, and just fucking insane.

Fucking insane.

These streets hold secrets, tattooed on my skin,

Each corner whispers the names I’ve burned.

I wear the dark like it’s second skin,

Learning the lessons that others have spurned.

They call me broken, they call me wild,

But I’m the storm, and I wear that with pride.

I’m a demon, an angel, a devil, a saint,

I’m a genius, a mess, and just fucking insane.

I’ll tear through the night like a hurricane,

I’m a genius, a mess, and just fucking insane.

Fucking insane.

Just fucking insane!!!