Self-Made Insane

Self-Made Insane

(Verse 1)
I tear myself apart,
Just so I can write from the heart.

I hate who I've turned into,
Just so I can please you.

I don't know how to handle my sadness,
So I decided to turn it into madness.

I've found it harder and harder to sleep,
Because I kill myself every time I dig deep.

I'm a tortured artist with no value,
Trying to speak to the artist in you.

(Chorus)
Is this pain worth it?
Because I'm losing my mind.
But if these lyrics sell,
Maybe I'll start feeling fine.
I don't have anything,
Except for a poetic soul.
But these poems are cutting deep,
And it's taking a toll.
I'm killing my self just to entertain,
I'm self-made insane.

(Verse 2)
I doubt I'll ever go away,
Because I always have something to say.

Maybe my depression can dry your tears,
Maybe my nightmares can calm your fears.

I'd do anything to make you smile,
And since you're as screwed up as me that could take awhile.

(Chorus)
Is this pain worth it?
Because I'm losing my mind.
But if these lyrics sell,
Maybe I'll start feeling fine.
I don't have anything,
Except for a poetic soul.
But these poems are cutting deep,
And it's taking a toll.
I'm killing my self just to entertain,
I'm self-made insane.

(Bridge)
I'm not even sure what half my songs are about,
They are just angry words that I want to shout,
Or depressing thoughts that make me want to pout,
But honestly they're just tools to go against the doubt.

(Chorus)
Is this pain worth it?
Because I'm losing my mind.
But if these lyrics sell,
Maybe I'll start feeling fine.
I don't have anything,
Except for a poetic soul.
But these poems are cutting deep,
And it's taking a toll.
I'm killing my self just to entertain,
I'm self-made insane.