Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Psychotic, artist - Machine Head. Album song Catharsis, in the genre Date of issue: 25.01.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Nuclear Blast Entertainment
Song language: English
Psychotic |
| I’m at the end of my rope |
| And I’m starting to choke |
| The noose is tightening around my throat |
| It’s strangling the hope |
| That’s hiding in my soul |
| I argue with myself 'cause I can’t take control |
| So drag me through the trough |
| With my Vietnam cough |
| And take this straitjacket off |
| I’m powerless and down |
| And cracking from the stress |
| Constricting like a python as it tightens 'round my chest |
| I got a fucking death wish |
| Fighting all my enemies |
| Wrecking all their fucking dreams |
| My hands they bleed from the nails |
| Fingers make a fist |
| Don’t tell me I’m a fatalist |
| Dancing 'round so frantically |
| Laughing so maniacally |
| I can’t escape insanity |
| Trapped in my pain |
| Fight to keep myself sane |
| Silent I scream |
| Tortured by these dark dreams |
| So get the fuck away from me and hide knives |
| 'Cause I can’t trust myself tonight |
| I’ll straight up lie and say |
| Anything to make it alright |
| You said you’d love me till the end |
| Now you want to end? |
| It’s not the end till I say so! |
| Take your little razor blades |
| Cut me up and shed the pain |
| Let them stitch my heart up, black it out |
| Hand print on the wall |
| Blood holds me in thrall |
| Castrated by the butcher’s blade that severs all |
| Trapped in my pain |
| Fight to keep myself sane |
| Silent I scream |
| Tortured by these dark dreams |
| Silent I scream |
| Tortured by these dark dreams |
| Trapped in my pain |
| Fight to keep myself sane |
| Nails rake the skin in perfect rows |
| Spine shivers down from head to toe |
| Feeling sicker every second that passes |
| I vomit the pain as I puke till I gasp |
| My breathing quickens, heart starts to race |
| The lines sink deeper into my face |
| Peel the filth away, a sick bloody habit |
| Pick through the scabs as I sift through the maggots |
| Tobacco stains and tar |
| Fingernails burnt and charred |
| The smell of piss and rain |
| The odor rots my brain |
| Psychotic |
| Thoughts from hell arise |
| Do I wanna let silence die? |
| Kill myself to survive |
| Needle in my arm and the damage is done and I’m |
| Psychotic |
| Thoughts from hell arise |
| Do I wanna let silence die? |
| Kill myself to survive |
| Needle in my arm and the damage is done and I’m |
| Psychotic |
| Thoughts from hell arise |
| Do I wanna let silence die? |
| Kill myself to survive |
| Needle in my arm and the damage is done 'cause I’m |
| Psychotic |
| Thoughts from hell arise |
| Do I wanna let silence die? |
| Kill myself to survive |
| Needle in my arm and the damage is done tonight |
| Trapped in my pain |
| Fight to keep myself sane |
| Silent I scream |
| Tortured by these dark dreams |
| Silent I scream |
| Tortured by these dark dreams |
| Trapped in my pain |
| Fight to keep myself sane |