Stuck in between the realm of crazy or not
You think about it a lot
"I can't be out of it"
"That's a load of ****"
"No one in my family is"
"My life seems to be the same as his
But it can't be because I'm insane, no not insane, I'm fine"
When you think this you're treading a thin line
Side one: You're okay
Side two: Please don't let me see another day
When you're treading this ground
Take a good look around
Is the world spinning?
If so, keep running, you're winning  
If not, give the earth a flick, and blow out the wick
The candle is a spark in your mind saying that you're behind
But once the world is spinning, you'll know you're winning.
When you're insane,
It's all a game.
You repeat yourself
It's always the same.
What's right from wrong?
What's black?
What's white?
What's hot and cold?
No one knows.
Always a mystery
That's just how it goes..
when you start to think
your mind turns into a sink
everything is there
now you're pulling you're hair
you're scratching at your skin
you really just can't win
the walls are moving around
now you hear a scary sound
is that my mind?
I can't see, am I blind?
oh wait it's just dark
now you're skin is tree bark
you're mind isn't okay
you might not make it through the day
In fact, it's hard.
Shouldn't these things make me scarred?
Simple things turn into tragedies
The complicated lets me live happily.
The silly things make me mad
And the happy makes me sad.
The easy things confuse me,
While the confusing things amuse me.
And the odd things seem too normal
While the usual makes me hormonal.
This all makes sense to me
And you all fail to see
Just how brilliant our minds can be.
I'll invite you inside
So you can examine our kind
Just let me hand you the key.