Nothing's been the f*cking same
Something boils in my veins
I can feel it rushing in
Touch me and I'll f*cking break
My Psychosis, My Psychosis
Psychosis! Psychosis
My Psychosis, My Psychosis
Psychosis! Psychosis
Is he crazy? Does that make me paranoid or aware
I know they're talking about me crazy, I can see by their stare
I should have stayed inside the house, now I don't know why I'm here
But I could break their f*cking faces if they look at me weird
Look I over sleep
I under eat
My own company is what comforts me
I can't find my feet
It don't run for me
I keep crawling on with my legs tied
And my fake smile
And my dead eyes
I got scratched wrists
I got red thighs
I take white pills
I got a rope tied
I got a gun loaded and
LIFE
Nothing's been the f*cking same
Something boils in my veins
I can feel it rushing in
Touch me and I'll f*cking break
My Psychosis, My Psychosis
Psychosis! Psychosis
My Psychosis, My Psychosis
Psychosis! Psychosis
I find it difficult to get out of my bed
My thoughts are piling up inside my f*cking head
There is no colour in skies, all is dead
There is no colour in my eyes, seeing red
I couldn't smile if you drew it on my face
The roof above me isn't blocking out the rain
The food I eat, it seems it hasn't any taste
And I'm sick of feeling like a waste of space... CAGED
GO
AHHH
(It hurts)
(It hurts)
(It hurts)
(It hurts)
I have to get this monkey off my back
My Psychosis, My Psychosis
Psychosis! Psychosis
My Psychosis, My Psychosis
Psychosis! Psychosis