Quinn Oulton - Little Bit of Crazy

There is no end to this silence
I've got more time than sense
Expecting big things to happen
Because these days don't end

Sleep with no time for silence
In bed the brains a mess
But darkness brings light to the chaos
And the ghouls come out to play

But you gotta admit
That a little bit of crazy
Helps cut the bullshit

There's freaky things in the mirror
You better draw your blinds and hide
Feels like the walls are getting nearer
And the sunlight burns outside

It's getting late, better call it
Just give me a minute or an hour
I'm gonna find gold I can feel it
It's gonna give me a superpower

Yeah but you gotta admit
That a little bit of crazy
Helps cut the bullshit

It's 4am in the morning
Wide awake my mind is dead weight
Throughout this sweat and heavy breathing
Then and there it comes to me, to me

The answer on a silver platter
The heavens open and sing to me
These words that I've been searching
Throughout these crazy dreams

But you gotta admit
That a little bit of crazy
Helps cut the bullshit
Helps cut the bullshit
Helps cut the buuuuullshiiiitttt

Written by:
QUINN OULTON

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