There’s psycho in me
It wants the world crashed,
Which was evil to you,
Made you feeling so smashed.
And I can’t simply stop it,
It just wants the emotions
Of the people that laughed
At your pain, with devotion.
And know that the rain,
That was there so sudden,
Made your pain fade away,
Leaving nothing unbidden.
Yes, my psycho craves more,
Just for you to feel better.
Maybe, this is obscure,
But the melodies fetter.
All the cries, all the screams
That were there that night,
Swollen face, bites and marks…
Just go there inside.
Inside of my psycho,
Better run if you can,
I’ll be gentle, I promise,
As you were with them.
Psycho
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