Psycho

So this a tired story

About a guy who's tired but fight lonely

In the side of souls i write my boarding

Since the first time i've bribed my rotring

Inspired but they broke me ? inside the drawin'

In sight the sighed i've typed my morning

The psych i've quoted for a while to drive my oldest

Type of tight loanin' to my bright but the time was over

I'm fine ? i know it , but fright's slidin' me for fallin'

A violence glory ? I prise my forces to iron my oven

My room's closed with proofs and mics and bones

In the might of callin' i've confined myself to sign my open

The science of shelf who've whites my ghosts

A wite reproachin' they blow a risk in the mild of softin'

A strapped spear i've aimed it up can i stand the seek ?

As i can't speak my tongue's grabbed to beat

Isn't it a brand of fears ? it's cold as acttin' bear

My mask's clear i've faced my blackest dreams

When i have to sleep i open my eyes as graphic scene

My life's a tragic grief i've faked my sadness lead

As a plastic feet it's just a static heat

Isn't it dynamic breathe ? i think i'm a manic near

Not in eng only in a cappin' peak

My package's heaped i'm stacked in a gasses beef

In a battle with means i've to attack with memes

As i've stamped my ears it casts notin' but a lacked seel

I've back with bars not to rap it i've lagged my scars

I'm a monster but i scrap with art

I plant in the dark stappin' my haft with mars

My plan's smart i'm gappin' but the stank's done

I'm bad in the good things

Means that i'm good in the bad things

Made me think am i a good or a bad set ?

I guess my map's a vast string

I'm a removed stiff they put in a insecure pit

Isn't the true mess ? i've missed my views i'm pissed

But through my trip i've met a huge risk

They removed my heart to introduce an upset

I up sit in the set of six groups of wrist

In the room of hopes the door's held

My soul's bonded with small effect

I've loaned my soul to the guards of death

I've cooped in cell i'm tryin' to lose my thrill

My future's blurred and dimmed

I'm swoon in wrest but soon i'll move to the impress

Them by proofin' that my foot's cooked on necks

Even if you're confused you'll get it

You're tryin' to float but the boat's wrecked