Love the type a girl with the pink hair and Harley Quinn paint
Nah, I don't care
You don't have to be a saint with this heart, the way it's beating
I can see you're falling apart
Your sole is bleeding
I'm not hear to steel it
I just wanna heal it
Your hurt, I feel it
I know nobody gets it
The anger it sets it
The anxiety controls it
Pain gets ahold of it
I've been there
You're not alone
The house of psycho clowns
This is my kind of town
The land of misfits
Oh God, how I miss this!
Come all you outcasts with minds so twisted
I can be your misery if that's what you want in this psycho
Psycho town
Psycho town
Psycho town
Psycho town
Psycho town
Psycho town
Rage infused by hate with corrupt fantasies by a twisted fate
Crazy minds come together in perfect time
Body severed by the rhymes of a dark sole
Something cold
Going toe to toe with your foes only through thoughts with every fight you fought
The power makes it feel right but something feels wrong and it's ok to feel this way 'cause you're not alone
Not alone
The house of psycho clowns
This is my kind of town
The land of misfits
Oh God, how I miss this!
Come all you outcasts with minds so twisted
I can be your misery if that's what you want in this psycho
Psycho town
Psycho town
Psycho town
Psycho town
Psycho town
Psycho town
Psycho town
Psycho town