"you are a weird kid" i was told,
i was asked to "keep my feelings on hold."
i would pluck the thorns instead of the petals,
i'd never care even if it did bleed, anyways i am gonna end up in hell.
out of nowhere i'd start to laugh,
by the thought of murder, yeah i am a psychopath.
it would give me so much joy,
thinking about how with your feelings i'd toy.
lies fall out every time i open my mouth,
i am probably just afraid that no one will be able to hear my shouts.
oh how i wish i could give you my sympathy,
but i cant because no one gave it to me when i was in desperate need.
call me a psychopath,
and i'd just laugh.
the day people get us psychopaths,
i'd still laugh.
its better to be a psycho than a normal human being,
Coz they'd just believe in the things they see.
proud of being a psycho,
bcoz it doesn't matter if i stay or go.
