Lyric

Brain doing backflips

Teeth made of pixels

I sip on a daydream

Spit out the crystals

Talking to my shadow

He typing in CAPS

He selling me secrets

For handfuls of apps

I got an upside‑down halo

Crooked crown on a swivel chair

If my thoughts had a volume knob

You'd rip it off in the air

I turn my fears into confetti

Throw them up just to see them rain

Call it crazy

Call it psycho

I just call it my favorite brain (Yeah)

Eyes like browser tabs

Never hit close

Laugh in three languages

Choke on the jokes

Sleep in a maze

On a mattress of memes

Wake up mid‑sentence

Still chasing a scream

Tell me

Who’s the normal one

Clocking in

Coming undone

I wear my chaos like cologne

Strong and wrong

But it feels like home (Oh)

I got an upside‑down halo

Crooked crown on a swivel chair

If my thoughts had a volume knob

You'd rip it off in the air

I turn my fears into confetti

Throw them up just to see them rain

Call it crazy

Call it psycho

I just call it my favorite brain