I done spent a decade in a prison in my head
Just to figure out the keys were in the bed
Guilty thinking I was on the inside lookin’ out except instead
I’m on the outside lookin’ in playin’ pretend
Auto pilot wildin’, demons smiling saying time for violence
I might put you on a diet where the “t” is silent
Inner child hiding fighting always picking violets
I might suicide him finding peace in everything is childish
I know that the devil wishing he could get his dance
I already sold my soul to get a million in advance
He was sleeping on me too and now he’ll never get a chance
He doesn’t know I know my demons like the backside of my hand
Everyone here feels like an imposter
Bringing all their shallowness to deep waters
All my self doubts in Davy Jones locker
I don’t gotta dream bitch I been a sleep walker
Sleep walker
Sleep walker
Bloodshot eyes while I count my sheep
Raise by wolves suffocate in my sheets
I’m not awake but I’m not asleep
(I’m a sleep walker)