Psykodelich
Psycho
Psycho
Psycho-delick
Its time to confide in those that have died
And try suicide cuz your souls tie dyed
Make up your mind and see what you'll find
Deaf leading the blind and cruel lead the kind
I dread whats said in my head or is it yours
That pours out open doors like infected sores
Need a new drug like death needs a hug
This bug I caught it got it and shot it in my brain
Going insane loving the drain this nectar shares
Fucked up naked it was always there right under my hair
This path was laid before our days
Before the weak fell from his gaze
This taste is all that's left of pain and
All that comes like mourning rain
But all I could find in the cloud of drugs
Chains forgotten with a simple shrug
Dust and whores and mindless squares
Geeks and freaks all held in snares
I live I die I breathe I bleed and
I lose it all in the face of greed
So I close my eyes and take a trip
For a million miles in a pencil tip
The peace I found was a rusted relic
It was here all the while
Psycho-delick
Psycho-delick
Its whats inside
Psycho-delick
Its your mind
Psycho-delick
Its whats inside
Psycho-delick
Its your mind
Gonna make it mine
Fallin fast on angels wings
This terror lasts for eternity
Cough and gasp this air I collapse
A dream perhaps or a lapse in stance
Either way Ill take my chance
Mimic Change feels so strange
Gotta get up to turn the page
Without my pain I ride my train
In vain the ruiner makes his stain
In the dark loose ends tied up in the park
Like coke you smoke I start to dote
My God my house before they went south
Hear the color coming out of my mouth
The shape of sound is sky and ground
Multiplied by thirteen round
Cant price a soul its not a noun
But for the House Of iD I did
Place a bid and become more than just a fucking kid
Just a husk
Shell it and sell it
This golden center
This Psycho-delick
This Psycho-delick
Psycho-delick
Its whats inside
Psycho-delick
Its your mind
Psycho-delick
Its whats inside
Psycho-delick
Its your mind
Gonna make it mine
Stillborn form the good and evil flip
In the sea of empty eyes I drift
Not blinded by the great deceit
Of the locusts raining above the meek
The heat was there so lost in the haze
Torn apart by the curse of endless days
So Ive crossed the line to find the way
To describe the strength inside the pain
Bloody days just keeping the faith
Waking the evil inside it instigates
The puppet priests unless their strings
I could own the world but Id lose my dreams
Moonbeams shine until the sky turns grey
And once again I return to the children at play
My scarred eyes will always bleed
As I become a thorn amongst the wheat
Nothing but a nightmare lullaby
Bridges will burn and fall but that's my life
Angels speak through tortured souls
A way to look within and take control
Psycho-delick
Psycho-delick
Psycho-delick
Its whats inside
Psycho-delick
Its your mind
Psycho-delick
Its whats inside
Psycho-delick
Its your mind
Gonna make it mine
Gonna make it mine
Psycho-delick
Psycho
Psycho-delick
Its time to confide in those that have died
And try suicide cuz your souls tie dyed
Make up your mind and see what you'll find
Deaf leading the blind and cruel lead the kind
I dread whats said in my head or is it yours
That pours out open doors like infected sores
Need a new drug like death needs a hug
This bug I caught it got it and shot it in my brain
Going insane loving the drain this nectar shares
Fucked up naked it was always there right under my hair
This path was laid before our days
Before the weak fell from his gaze
This taste is all that's left of pain and
All that comes like mourning rain
But all I could find in the cloud of drugs
Chains forgotten with a simple shrug
Dust and whores and mindless squares
Geeks and freaks all held in snares
I live I die I breathe I bleed and
I lose it all in the face of greed
So I close my eyes and take a trip
For a million miles in a pencil tip
The peace I found was a rusted relic
It was here all the while
Psycho-delick
Psycho-delick
Its whats inside
Psycho-delick
Its your mind
Psycho-delick
Its whats inside
Psycho-delick
Its your mind
Gonna make it mine
Fallin fast on angels wings
This terror lasts for eternity
Cough and gasp this air I collapse
A dream perhaps or a lapse in stance
Either way Ill take my chance
Mimic Change feels so strange
Gotta get up to turn the page
Without my pain I ride my train
In vain the ruiner makes his stain
In the dark loose ends tied up in the park
Like coke you smoke I start to dote
My God my house before they went south
Hear the color coming out of my mouth
The shape of sound is sky and ground
Multiplied by thirteen round
Cant price a soul its not a noun
But for the House Of iD I did
Place a bid and become more than just a fucking kid
Just a husk
Shell it and sell it
This golden center
This Psycho-delick
This Psycho-delick
Psycho-delick
Its whats inside
Psycho-delick
Its your mind
Psycho-delick
Its whats inside
Psycho-delick
Its your mind
Gonna make it mine
Stillborn form the good and evil flip
In the sea of empty eyes I drift
Not blinded by the great deceit
Of the locusts raining above the meek
The heat was there so lost in the haze
Torn apart by the curse of endless days
So Ive crossed the line to find the way
To describe the strength inside the pain
Bloody days just keeping the faith
Waking the evil inside it instigates
The puppet priests unless their strings
I could own the world but Id lose my dreams
Moonbeams shine until the sky turns grey
And once again I return to the children at play
My scarred eyes will always bleed
As I become a thorn amongst the wheat
Nothing but a nightmare lullaby
Bridges will burn and fall but that's my life
Angels speak through tortured souls
A way to look within and take control
Psycho-delick
Psycho-delick
Psycho-delick
Its whats inside
Psycho-delick
Its your mind
Psycho-delick
Its whats inside
Psycho-delick
Its your mind
Gonna make it mine
Gonna make it mine
Psycho-delick
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Writer(s): Jay Taylor
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