'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 this
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