Focus

Deep inside the looney bin there is a certain man
Underneath his wretched skin, he'll do what he can
Nothing but a master plan, nothing left to do
All the future in his hand, oh how will he get through?

Focus on me
Reelin' and a feelin', it's got a hold on me
Focus on me
Psycho crazy, never know what it means
To me, you see
What's inside, yet right behind me
Focus on me
What you see is all that's left of me

His brain is kept inside his head, his feet are in his shoes
Is this the kind of life he wants, is this what he would choose?

Focus on me
Reelin' and a feelin', it's got a hold on me
Focus on me
Psycho crazy, never know what it means
To me, you see
What's inside, yet right behind me
Focus on me
What you see is all that's left of me

"Tell me what is wrong with me" the main cries out in pain
What is this insanity, they tighten up his chain
Injections go into his arms, his eyes are heavy bags
He feels their wicked charms as his limbs begin to drag

Focus on me
Reelin' and a feelin', it's got a hold on me
Focus on me
Psycho crazy, never know what it means
To me, you see
What's inside, yet right behind me
Focus on me
What you see is all that's left of me

Focus on me
Reelin' and a feelin', it's got a hold on me
Focus on me
Psycho crazy, never know what it means
To me, you see
What's inside, yet right behind me
Focus on me
What you see is all that's left of me



Credits
Writer(s): Samuel Deangelo
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