See you walk around your room
Wearing out my button down
Staring at your every move
TV's on don't hear a sound but
You
And the madness that these walls have seen
You
And the things you mumble while you dream
I must be crazy
Look what you made me
I must be crazy
Look what you made me
My bread and butterfly
Schizophrenic little girl
Hip hop from the underground
The soundtrack to your little world
You
And the madness that these walls have seen
You
And the things you mumble while you dream
I must be crazy
Look what you made me
I must be crazy
Look what you made me
Staring at you, you stare at you
Yeah, the secrets that that mirror could tell
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