How Bad by Kevin Croisetire-Otis Lyrics

When you up from up to 6 months
Of sleeping well over 12 hours a day
Things tend to get fucked up
You might start to daydream
Or live night terrors
Get manic

My face softens then wastes away
When I'm sorry
And I come back to you

Anger strikes me in a heartbeat
Sharp; vivid
Visions like propheties

My mind is unclear at the moment
And I don't know
How bad this can get
But I just don't wanna know