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ArtistThere's a war inside my head Sometimes I wish that I was dead, I'm broken So I call this therapist And she said girl you can't be fixed just take this I'm tired of tryin' to be normal I'm always overthinking I'm driving myself crazy So what if I'm fucking crazy And I don't need your quick fix I don't want your prescriptions Just 'cause you say I'm crazy So what if I'm fucking crazy Yeah, I'm gonna show you Loco, maniac, sick bitch, psychopath Yeah, I'm gonna show you I'm gonna show you Yeah, I'm gonna show you Mental out my brain, bad shit go insane Yeah, I'm gonna show you I'm gonna show you Yeah, I'm gonna show you I've been searching city streets Trying to find the missing piece like you said And I searched hard only to find There's not a single thing that's wrong with my mind Yeah, I'm tired of tryin' to be normal I'm always over thinking I'm driving myself crazy So what if I'm fucking crazy And I don't need your quick fix I don't want your prescriptions Just 'cause you say I'm crazy So what if I'm fucking crazy I'm gonna show you Loco, maniac, sick bitch, psychopath Yeah, I'm gonna show you I'm gonna show you Yeah, I'm gonna show you Mental out my brain, bad shit go insane Yeah, I'm gonna show you I'm gonna show you I'm gonna show you Crazy, crazy Yeah, I'm gonna show you Crazy, crazy Yeah I'm gonna show you Crazy, crazy yeah I'm tired of trying to be normal I'm driving myself crazy And I don't need your quick fix I don't want your prescriptions Just 'cause you say I'm crazy So what if I'm fucking crazy Yeah, I'm gonna show you Loco, maniac, sick bitch, psychopath Yeah, I'm gonna show you I'm gonna show you Yeah, I'm gonna show you Mental out my brain, bad shit go insane Yeah, I'm gonna show you I'm gonna show you Yeah, I'm gonna show you
An imaginative close-up shot of a thoughtful young woman with dark hair and a detailed face, wearing a casual outfit with a necklace and a chunky brown cardigan. Her hair is magically dissolving into a vibrant galaxy of swirling clouds, stars, and colorful neon energy flows, with numerous puzzle pieces floating around her head, implying creative thoughts or an artistic mind. In her left hand, she holds a pencil, suggesting drawing or writing. She is seated at a table with an open book, a pill bottle, and loose puzzle pieces scattered on it. The background features a large window looking out onto a rainy city street with cars and buildings, reflecting lights. The room is dimly lit by a table lamp and includes a plush armchair. On the wall, there are small framed pictures and two posters with a woman's face crossed out, above the words "REPRUSITED" and "BE NORMAL," hinting at societal pressures.