Psycho Boy
When I was toddler they would hand me a gun
I would point at my head so they thought I was dumb
I would curse I would yell I was thrown in a cell
They would always ask where the hell is he from
Well my heads not screwed on, it's fallen right on the floor
If they're asking bout my future plans I say I don't know
What is wrong with this kid he's a lunatic
I knew he would wind up in a loony bin
We are living in a world of mental illness
Where any issue is believed to be solved by medication
That's why I sing this song
For those who feel the same as me
Darling, we will be just fine
These are crazy times for a psycho boy
Hey darling, come and hold my hand
Don't want you to sink in the sand
Basket case is what they call me, never in a happy place
They wanna put me in the army, navy, coast, marines
Maybe that'll get him to blow some steam
Everybody doubted me I started from the bottom
They would push me to a corner so I'm hiding like a possom
And they thought that I was dead but really I was staying solemn
Cause the harm of always wiling is you'll never live to blossom
Darling, we will be just fine
These are crazy times for a psycho boy
Hey darling, come and hold my hand
Don't want you to sink in the sand
They would laugh, they would tease
They would push me down, I couldn't breathe
This is for the people, that always had a doubt
That a psycho boy like me would ever make it out, so get out of my face
Yeah, get out of my face
This is for the people that don't feel understood
That don't feel like their voice is heard. In a time of hatred, we cannot conform
What's the point of coming this far to just back down
We will come together and sing this song
Everybody, come on!
Darling, we will be just fine
These are crazy times for a psycho boy
Hey darling, come and hold my hand
Don't want you to sink in the sand
Darling, we will be just fine
These are crazy times for a psycho boy
Hey darling, come and hold my hand
Don't want you to sink in the sand
I would point at my head so they thought I was dumb
I would curse I would yell I was thrown in a cell
They would always ask where the hell is he from
Well my heads not screwed on, it's fallen right on the floor
If they're asking bout my future plans I say I don't know
What is wrong with this kid he's a lunatic
I knew he would wind up in a loony bin
We are living in a world of mental illness
Where any issue is believed to be solved by medication
That's why I sing this song
For those who feel the same as me
Darling, we will be just fine
These are crazy times for a psycho boy
Hey darling, come and hold my hand
Don't want you to sink in the sand
Basket case is what they call me, never in a happy place
They wanna put me in the army, navy, coast, marines
Maybe that'll get him to blow some steam
Everybody doubted me I started from the bottom
They would push me to a corner so I'm hiding like a possom
And they thought that I was dead but really I was staying solemn
Cause the harm of always wiling is you'll never live to blossom
Darling, we will be just fine
These are crazy times for a psycho boy
Hey darling, come and hold my hand
Don't want you to sink in the sand
They would laugh, they would tease
They would push me down, I couldn't breathe
This is for the people, that always had a doubt
That a psycho boy like me would ever make it out, so get out of my face
Yeah, get out of my face
This is for the people that don't feel understood
That don't feel like their voice is heard. In a time of hatred, we cannot conform
What's the point of coming this far to just back down
We will come together and sing this song
Everybody, come on!
Darling, we will be just fine
These are crazy times for a psycho boy
Hey darling, come and hold my hand
Don't want you to sink in the sand
Darling, we will be just fine
These are crazy times for a psycho boy
Hey darling, come and hold my hand
Don't want you to sink in the sand
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Writer(s): Blake Grossman
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