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The Warning – P.S.Y.C.H.O.T.I.C lyrics
Cause the blood that I bleed
It is no longer red
It is black like the words
That replay in my head
My sanity's gone and my morals are wrong
And I know what they all say
That I'm out of my mind
That I should go to hell
Do you think I am blind?
Do you think I can't tell?
I know where I'm going
I know where I'll go
And when I get down there
I'll sit on my throne
There's something inside
From which I can't hide
They laugh at my presence
They laugh when I cry
My eyes have gone wild
Their light isn't human
I can feel myself smile
Cause one, two, three
They're coming after me
Cause I'm P-S-Y-C-H-O-T-I-C
Four, five, six, you have no idea
What's coming after me
(Hey, hey, hey)
Crimson blood is tattooed on my hands
Better drop that gun while you still have a chance
I already feel a knife in my hands
And it won't stop, no, it won't stop, no
P-S-Y-C-H-O-T-I-C I am! (x4)
Your hands are tied up
What are you gonna choose?
Will you jump from the window
Or hang from the noose?
Will you rip off your face
Or just further debase
The things you couldn't do?
Just bask in the glory
Of all that's mundane
Reject the desire
Consume all the pain
Be proud of your pride
And the things that you hide
Break through the endless haze
There's something inside
From which I can't hide
They laugh at my presence
They laugh when I cry
My eyes have gone wild
Their light isn't human
I can feel myself smile
Cause one, two, three
They're coming after me
Cause I'm P-S-Y-C-H-O-T-I-C
Four, five, six, you have no idea
What's coming after me
(Hey, hey, hey)
Crimson blood is tattooed on my hands
Better drop that gun while you still have a chance
I already feel a knife in my hands
And it won't stop, no, it won't stop, no
P-S-Y-C-H-O-T-I-C I am! (x2)
Cause one, two, three
They're coming after me
Cause I'm P-S-Y-C-H-O-T-I-C
Four, five, six, you have no idea
What's coming after me
(Hey, hey, hey)
Crimson blood is tattooed on my hands
Better drop that gun while you still have a chance
I already feel a knife in my hands
And it won't stop, no, it won't stop, no
P-S-Y-C-H-O-T-I-C I am! (x4)
It is no longer red
It is black like the words
That replay in my head
My sanity's gone and my morals are wrong
And I know what they all say
That I'm out of my mind
That I should go to hell
Do you think I am blind?
Do you think I can't tell?
I know where I'm going
I know where I'll go
And when I get down there
I'll sit on my throne
There's something inside
From which I can't hide
They laugh at my presence
They laugh when I cry
My eyes have gone wild
Their light isn't human
I can feel myself smile
Cause one, two, three
They're coming after me
Cause I'm P-S-Y-C-H-O-T-I-C
Four, five, six, you have no idea
What's coming after me
(Hey, hey, hey)
Crimson blood is tattooed on my hands
Better drop that gun while you still have a chance
I already feel a knife in my hands
And it won't stop, no, it won't stop, no
P-S-Y-C-H-O-T-I-C I am! (x4)
Your hands are tied up
What are you gonna choose?
Will you jump from the window
Or hang from the noose?
Will you rip off your face
Or just further debase
The things you couldn't do?
Just bask in the glory
Of all that's mundane
Reject the desire
Consume all the pain
Be proud of your pride
And the things that you hide
Break through the endless haze
There's something inside
From which I can't hide
They laugh at my presence
They laugh when I cry
My eyes have gone wild
Their light isn't human
I can feel myself smile
Cause one, two, three
They're coming after me
Cause I'm P-S-Y-C-H-O-T-I-C
Four, five, six, you have no idea
What's coming after me
(Hey, hey, hey)
Crimson blood is tattooed on my hands
Better drop that gun while you still have a chance
I already feel a knife in my hands
And it won't stop, no, it won't stop, no
P-S-Y-C-H-O-T-I-C I am! (x2)
Cause one, two, three
They're coming after me
Cause I'm P-S-Y-C-H-O-T-I-C
Four, five, six, you have no idea
What's coming after me
(Hey, hey, hey)
Crimson blood is tattooed on my hands
Better drop that gun while you still have a chance
I already feel a knife in my hands
And it won't stop, no, it won't stop, no
P-S-Y-C-H-O-T-I-C I am! (x4)
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