[1st Verse:]
I locked myself in the basement, in this godforsaken
Wasteland you gotta know your place, man
Demons I'm facing, still raging
Can't seem to cage them
So why fight it? I rather re-ignite it!
Like it, can't deny it, won't hide it
Voices telling me what to do
I'm eager to comply with
Last year, this year, next year
Every f**ing year, yeah
Same clothing and gear
Spread loathing and fear
When I close in for the k**
The whole thing's so fantastic it could be real
Time should reveal
The whole thing's so fantastic it could be real
[Hook:]
They call me psycho
They call me psycho (And why is that, sir?)
[2nd Verse:]
Meanwhile I'm grinding my machete
And jin stars, you better get ready
Once again it's about to get messy
Met this girl she's a bit feisty and sa**y
Name's Ashley, whining: “My boyfriend left me”
“Oh, really has he? Why would he do that to a girl this cla**y?”
Talked her off the ledge-- an abashed smile
Coming down the stretch, yup, I make my pile
Sometimes it takes a while to find someone this labile
My oh my, can't wait to get ya home, to soif de pouvoir
I succumb, time has come
Screaming at the top of your lungs but you'll reach none…
They call me psycho…
[Interlude:]
“Horror… has a face
And you must make a friend of horror…
Horror and moral terror…”
[Hook]