LYRIC
Trade in your sanity for a new reality.
A psycho walk.
A psycho talk.
You're a psycho, psycho – Psychosis.
Your mind has gone without a trace.
Ejected into hyperspace.
You're a psycho, psycho – Psychosis.
Little white pills stop the chills.
Now you're hot.
Now you're not.
You're a psycho, psycho – Psychosis
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