[Verse 1]

I agree, I could be a psychopath

And I agree, I could be psychopathic

I'm always on automatic

Your feelings, they had week being my habit

But love fades; still remains like a hard, reek-old ash

And my feelings, they've never been so wrapped

You call me in the morning and find me at the booth

Letting these emotions style me

Was a foodie — beloved, and he had so much

What's a Houdini bite-touch when it cost nada?

[Verse 2]

I'm better alone

Feeling like I could touch the top of the moon

If the world was 2D, you'd still be stuck in the room

Looking at me and wondering what happened to the soothing love you got

I hope you die, 'cause I'm not done being psychopathic

I hope you cry

Nothing feels better than you recoiling; you're in tears

What feels better

When I've got these pills and I've got this water

Hey, I'ma fill that, I can raise my legs up, told that girl I love her

I'm kicking you to hell, I hope you know that, my lover, you fell

You fell too deep, and now...

[Verse 3]

I hope you know that you rot in hell

While I'm feeling psychopathic

Like a hard dick

I'm lost where it goes, sulfur in my head, like it's sonic

Clear lesions; it's clear in my head

Tell me, why do I end up being alone?

I've got this foul wits; it's all

[Outro]

I took my cows

Love to the fowls

I'm feeling like this can't cause no frowns

Who gives a fuck? Who is down?

Wanna, we're in love when we're in town