Psycho Kid
Existence's like a tantrum,
You're treating yourself, aren't you?
A skin deep armour for a treacheous candor.
Life is what we make of it, the lower the prize, the least the risk.
No one goes back the way they came.
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In your mind I can play
With your most painful need,
With what feeds your mind and your deepest desire.
I wade through your thoughts, psycho kid,
I laze around, then I feel just new again.
You freak thought life was easy,
My dear, it's not, I can't help!
Hunger for comfort's like an empty promise.
Life is what we make of it, the lower the prize, the least the risk.
No one goes back the way they came.
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You offer me the life I don't deserve,
You give me lust for lies.
I plunge into the sea of pain,
Where you lay at the bottom out cold.
You can't linger for anybody,
One instant and all can change.
It's never been good or evil,
One instant and all can change.
Step into my room.
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