Maybe I'm a psychopath,
Nowhere to hide or run.
I'm trapped in, the voices come,
Until i start to scream.
Maybe I'm a psychopath,
The crazy runs inside.
I sit and try not to run,
The people walk by, not ever seeing a thing.
I see the monsters everywhere,
And yet no one seems to care.
For all the evil in this world,
Is trapped inside my head.
