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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