Text1.ru moniloki - Psycho
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It’s been a long way home
Since you done left no stone unturned
I'm out of sad faces
Wasted 'em on you
There's nothing left to state
And though I might still give a fuck
Kinda disgraceful
Of you to start anew
Why would you want to stop?
The wall that you built
Has suffered enough to catch fire
I can’t even run away
It’s open season on renegades, my love
I feel the aftertaste of that blood
Yet I’m a psycho
I’m the side who’s out of touch
No matter what they say
You couldn’t act to save yourself
I remain faceless
Too wasted to pursue
I love you just the same
It’s borderline delirious
Congratulations
I passed your interview
Why would you want to stop?
The cage that you built
Deflates everytime you’re gaslighting
Sometimes I think it's better just to kill me right away
I can’t even run away
It’s open season on renegades, my love
I feel the aftertaste of that blood
Yet I’m a psycho
I’m the side who’s out of touch
So now you want to stop?
It’s open season on renegades, my love
I feel the aftertaste of that blood
Yet I’m a psycho
I’m the side who’s out of touch
Since you done left no stone unturned
I'm out of sad faces
Wasted 'em on you
There's nothing left to state
And though I might still give a fuck
Kinda disgraceful
Of you to start anew
Why would you want to stop?
The wall that you built
Has suffered enough to catch fire
I can’t even run away
It’s open season on renegades, my love
I feel the aftertaste of that blood
Yet I’m a psycho
I’m the side who’s out of touch
No matter what they say
You couldn’t act to save yourself
I remain faceless
Too wasted to pursue
I love you just the same
It’s borderline delirious
Congratulations
I passed your interview
Why would you want to stop?
The cage that you built
Deflates everytime you’re gaslighting
Sometimes I think it's better just to kill me right away
I can’t even run away
It’s open season on renegades, my love
I feel the aftertaste of that blood
Yet I’m a psycho
I’m the side who’s out of touch
So now you want to stop?
It’s open season on renegades, my love
I feel the aftertaste of that blood
Yet I’m a psycho
I’m the side who’s out of touch
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