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