Alison Wonderland

Psycho
Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, I'm a psycho No one knows I got a pretty face So they gotta diagnose That I love it when you notice All the thorns on my rose I'm a blood-redded alien One eye closed Yeah, I love it (yeah, I love it) Yeah, I love it (yeah, I love it) Yeah, I love it (yeah, I love it) Yeah, I love it (yeah, I love it) Yeah, I love it Yeah Yeah Yeah (I'm a—, I'm a—, I'm a—, I'm a—, I'm a—, I'm a—, I'm a—) Lovе it Yeah, I love it Yeah (I'm a—, I'm a—, I'm a—, I'm a—, I'm a—) Yеah, yeah I'm a psycho, sick in the head You might catch me in the shadows from the glow of infrared Letras de cancionesTalking down around my name'll get you sent upstairs with them We could run a friendly fade or put prices on your head I know you like them scary movies I fast forward to the end Girl, I don't intern at the spot: He grabbing coffee for his friends Don't seek revenge: that get you washed up in the rinse Don't treat these losses like a win And if I'm really out my mind I'ma do it all again! Man, you know what's going I got -ugh! I got pa-per I got plenty spends I got friends; I got neighbors Ugh! Hard to be civil, the game is at peak And they can't even dribble the rock I'm Norman Bates: they missing the plot I'm going until they come tell me to (stop!) I'm a sicko, sick in the head (yeah, yeah, yeah) I'm a sicko, sick when you're on your knees I'm a sicko, sick in the head (yeah, yeah, yeah) I'm a sicko, sick when you're on your knees Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, I'm a psycho No one knows I got a pretty face So they gotta diagnose That I love it when you notice All the thorns on my rose I'm a blood-redded alien One eye clo—, clo—, clo—, closed (Yeah, I'm a psycho) I'm a sicko, sick in the head I'm a sicko, sick when you're on your knees I'm a sicko, sick in the head I'm a sicko, sick when you're on your knees When you're on your knees When you're on your knees When you're on your knees (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm a psycho) (Sick, sick) When you're on your knees (Sick, sick) When you're on your knees (Sick, sick) When you're on your knees (Sick, sick) (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm a psycho) Yeah, I'm a psycho No one knows I got a pretty face So they gotta diagnose That I love it when you notice All the thorns on my rose I'm a blood-redded alien One eye closed Yeah, I love it (yeah, I love it) Yeah, I love it (yeah, I love it) Yeah, I love it (yeah, I love it) Yeah, I love it (yeah, I love it) From Letras Mania