Psycho

Runnin' around in my empty mind
Yeah I do this all the time
When clock hits 3
I'll run and hide
If they catch me slippin' they won't be so kind
A woman once said
At night they feed
And I never saw that woman again
A child once screemed
A man he could see
Or maybe that was just the voice in my head

Or maybe I'm just a psycho
Or maybe I'm just a psycho

From the grey clouds above
I saw her face
But I thought that that was where the angels lived
A 3 piece suit
Tailored to my fit
Told me be easy on yourself there kid
Be easy on yourself there kid
And maybe I shoulda listened to him

Or maybe I'm just a psycho
Or maybe I'm just a psycho yeah
Or maybe I'm just a psycho
Or maybe I'm just a psycho yeah
Or maybe I'm just a psycho
Or maybe I'm just a psycho



Credits
Writer(s): Jack Gutteridge
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