psyche Songtext / Lyric

Pssyche! Hah! Pssyche!
You're alone in the pack
You're feeling like you want to go home
You're feeling unfinished but you keep on going
The reason is there
You won't find it 'til you're thin and gone
Because your living a hoax
Someone's got you suss(?)

Pssyche! Hah!

Tell your brain, sing the inspiration
Your pale illusion
And then you follow to transfer
Drug for machine to play with your head
So you can stand abck and watch
Take part and burn

Pssyche! Hah!

If you don't know the game then you're still part of it
Because out on the streets it's strange
To show
Knowing full well that you're on the range
Dodge the bullets or carry the gun, the choice is yours

Hah! Pssyche! hah!

Look at the controller
The nazi with a social degree
A middle-class hero
Rapist with your eyes on me
You pay some masturbation
A priest cheers (preach yes?) for the nuns you fuck
You'd wipe out spastics if you had the chance
But Jesus wouldn't like it, no