Saturday, April 30, 2011

Favorite Psychotic Song

Two steps forward, three steps back

The closer I get the less it all makes sense

I’m so close to being where they want me

So far from anything real

What’s left of the Earth?

What’s left to become?

Chase my storm clouds, be my sun.

 

Hole me up, I’m just a psycho.

Purge yourself, you’re better off if you do

Hole me up, I’m just a psycho

Singing my favorite psychotic song

Won’t you sing along?

 

One more truth, two more lies.

The more I believe the less they make it mean.

I’m so close to being right how they want me

So far from anything more than me.

What’s left of you fire?

What’s left to burn down?

Lips of liars, without their frowns

 

Hole me up, I’m just a psycho.

Purge yourself, you’re better off if you do

Hole me up, I’m just a psycho

Singing my favorite psychotic song

Won’t you sing along?

 

My smile never fades, cause here in my reality,

I’m the only one completely sane.

I’m the only one completely sane.

My smile never fades, cause, here in this reality

I’m the only one completely sane.

I’m the only one completely sane.

What’s left of your silence?

What’s left in here, inside of us?

 

Hole me up, I’m just a psycho.

Purge yourself, you’re better off if you do

Hole me up, I’m just a psycho

Singing my favorite psychotic song

Won’t you sing along?

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