Psychopaths

I know that you need something
The world is fucked up
But I have seen it man
Addiction ends in death
And pale shallow breath
You're just on the surface
What flashes in your eyes
Follow what you see first
Though they may all be lies
Though they may all be lies
Though they may all be lies
Go deep to see what's going on

Animals on feed pills
Psychopaths on treadmills
Hooked on fleeting thrills
T.V. taping firedrills
Throw a blanket on your will
Need a cosign for a telephone bill
No cash out at the till
No cash out at the till ah!



Credits
Writer(s): Steven Ebbesen
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