I'm going psycho

Yeah, I'm going psycho

I'm going psycho

I don't even wanna know

That I'm psycho

Yeah, I think I'm psycho

But maybe they're the ones

Who made me psycho

Never gonna rest

Never gonna stop

Never gonna sleep

I stay awake 'round clock

Never is better than taking everything light as a feather

'Cause in this storm together

I will control the weather

Roses are red

Violets are blue

So I know now just what to do

Here with you

Through and through

Just like thе time when it was done

Ovеrrun the child's fun

Next in line walk one by one

To get it done

No test re-runs

Before we count another one

Hold close

To the ones you love

'Cause when you've had enough

You'll find what lies ahead

I'm not the convict

You don't understand

If you don't stay your hand

You might just wind up dead

I'm going psycho

Yeah, I'm going psycho

I'm going psycho

I don't even wanna know

That I'm psycho

Yeah, I think I'm psycho

But maybe they're the ones

Who made me psycho

Everybody

Is talking to me

My mind's like a key

Without a lock to go free

Everybody

Is sayin' to me

That you goin' crazy

Words becoming so hazy

Run let them run

To everyone

Words of anger, hate and shun

Left undone, unsettling fun

Overrun by thoughts of joy

Shattered my boy

From little toys

It's become so useless to

Constrain the few

Horrific views

From the title of the news

Hold close

To the ones you love

'Cause when you've had enough

You'll find what lies ahead

I'm not the convict

You don't understand

If you don't stay your hand

You might just wind up dead

I'm going psycho

Yeah, I'm going psycho

I'm going psycho

I don't even wanna know

That I'm psycho

Yeah, I think I'm psycho

But maybe they're the ones

Who made me psycho

I'm psycho

I'm psycho

I'm psycho, psycho

I'm psycho, psycho

I'm going psycho