Schizofrantic

My mind, it talks to me
Things I can barely speak
The end of humans
God damn cheats
Teach you all to fuck with me

'Cause I'm a schizofrantic
The days dead and I'm bringing back the news
Voices in my head are singing the tune

'Cause I'm a schizophrantic
The days dead and I'm bringing back the news
Voices in my head are singing the tune

I can't hear myself think
I'm ready for the nearest shrink
22 shells, a revolver from hell
One up the ass, 'cause I'm frisky as well

The thoughts I have are free
The ones from underneath
Won't you come play with me
I'm sick and need to feed
I'm sick and need to feed

Gun strapped to my waist
I must erase this place
These demons they teach hate
I can't even hold their pace
I have found my head
It's been testing my flex
Trying to see if I
keep my moral sense

When will I fucking see
This things consuming me
At least I've felt my fate
In the end death seems OK

'Cause I'm a schizofrantic

'Cause I'm a schizofrantic

If I do all these deeds
What will become of me
25 to life in a cell from hell
Asking for the devil to kill me at will

When will my brain believe
What they have in store for me
These killings I can see
Will test the time of age

Schizofrantic



Credits
Writer(s): Charlie White
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