Psycho

Sick man come on you've got no spine
I want you to show your real design
Why don't you just drop your alibis
I hope you choke up on all your lies

Watching you draw the lines
Pushing through all your crimes

Sick man you'll leave our world to die
To satisfy your lust for more profits, more highs
You deflect attention from your deceit
Blaming those who are so small and weak

Watching you piss the creak
And you steal as you speak

Your money rules, leads the way now
Brutal plays, hunger, no pay
Start a war, all for control
You don't care, kids bear the toll

Sick man your grin is melting off your
Face plastic, you're not a live human, dead heart
You laugh as the world is burning
Limbs are lost, it's just a fix cost

We're watching you trying to push through
A sick hatred, to their heads

You sacrifice, the only life of a world
Boasting ego
You are dirt, every back hurts
Flush you out, and make you scream, shout

Take your hands off our world
Take your boots off my soul
Put your mask down, expose
Your true cruel lust

You will do all you can to be all mighty
All hail, you've failed
We'll burn it all down, your method to exploit
We'll battle and keep strong
We know you are just weak souls
Weak minds you can't control us
We will fight you down



Credits
Writer(s): Ron Oppenheim
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