You’ve been caught blind, guilt on hands
You know that I know that I know you
You know that I am a psycho too
You’ve been caught by lesser senses
Stripped of a reason to justify all
Stripped of the means to pacify
Slashed feet bled
Beer drips down
You were left for dead
Prettier in pale
Dead psycho dream
Dead psycho dream
Prepare yourself for the pain I’ve felt
It’s all in your mind
You dream like you said you would do
Back of my eyes are a psychotic colour
Back of my wrist thought it was the other
Bound up, not at will, know not where you are
Face the ultimate, face the desolate
Drug state, you suffocate
Eyes peeled, pinned
Lungs reel in
You were left for dead
Prettier in pale
If I fall I cannot wake
Face this wall I cannot break
If I face up to the lies that make up
To the ties that bind
Then you will find
It will break up the purity
You’d be better keep hiding or they’ll get you coming out of the wall
You’d better play dead ‘cause your mind is trying to even the score
You’d better keep running or they’ll leave you rotting under the floor
You’d better be afraid ‘cause this story’s getting as long as it’s tall
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