I'm going psycho
Yeah, I'm going psycho
I'm going psycho
I don't even wanna know
That I'm psycho
Yeah, I think I'm psycho
But maybe they're the ones
Who made me psycho

Never gonna rest
Never gonna stop
Never gonna sleep
I stay awake 'round clock
Never is better than taking everything light as a feather
'Cause in this storm together
I will control the weather

Roses are red
Violets are blue
So I know now just what to do
Here with you
Through and through
Just like thе time when it was done
Ovеrrun the child's fun
Next in line walk one by one
To get it done
No test re-runs
Before we count another one
Hold close
To the ones you love
'Cause when you've had enough
You'll find what lies ahead
I'm not the convict
You don't understand
If you don't stay your hand
You might just wind up dead

I'm going psycho
Yeah, I'm going psycho
I'm going psycho
I don't even wanna know
That I'm psycho
Yeah, I think I'm psycho
But maybe they're the ones
Who made me psycho

Everybody
Is talking to me
My mind's like a key
Without a lock to go free
Everybody
Is sayin' to me
That you goin' crazy
Words becoming so hazy
Run let them run
To everyone
Words of anger, hate and shun
Left undone, unsettling fun
Overrun by thoughts of joy
Shattered my boy
From little toys
It's become so useless to
Constrain the few
Horrific views
From the title of the news

Hold close
To the ones you love
'Cause when you've had enough
You'll find what lies ahead
I'm not the convict
You don't understand
If you don't stay your hand
You might just wind up dead

I'm going psycho
Yeah, I'm going psycho
I'm going psycho
I don't even wanna know
That I'm psycho
Yeah, I think I'm psycho
But maybe they're the ones
Who made me psycho
I'm psycho
I'm psycho
I'm psycho, psycho
I'm psycho, psycho
I'm going psycho