Текст песни Informal Butterflies

It's all in my head I know it isn't real but I can't help it Bullet in my temple will fix all my problems, cure my illness You are all so perfect I wish I was like you but I'm worthless Follow me I'll take you under Cripple you of joy and slumber Wake me up I'm dead End me and the nightmares over Wake me up I'm dead End me and the nightmares over Wake me up I'm dead End me and the nightmares over Wake me up I'm dead End me and the nightmares over