A little stuck in my head, I think I'm
A little sick in the head and then I
Gotta switch it up cause I got eyes on me for all the wrong reasons, so I never sleep
I been up, thinking 'bout something I said last week
This could've been different if I woulda kept it classy
I been feeling nasty
I've been doing great if you ask me
But I'm screaming on the inside
Everyone hates me but nobody knows me
Yet everyone thinks they know me
It's quite simple on the outside, on the inside it's different
Lot of complexities
Plenty of treacheries
Plenty of memories I can't seem to recall
It was that P.T.S.D.
That's that stuff they don't see
I run from the boy that I was
I'll only get so far before he starts catching up to me
Run away fast as you can cause-
He's a madman, a serial killer
Madman, madman
Madman, madman
Madman, madman
A serial killer
Madman, madman
Madman, madman
Madman, madman
A serial killer
Sticks and stones may break my bones while the words cut deeper
Bloodstained sheets and padded walls
I could really say I've seen it all, ah
Take me back to the institution
Lock me away
Slam the door in my face, throw away the key
Why'd they even let me out in the first place?
I run rampant with my imagination
All my imaginary friends left back at the psych ward graduation
I shoulda dropped out, shoulda hopped out
When I pop out, where the opps at?
I think they're in my head
I got some bad ideas
There's a lot of things that they don't know
I run from the boy that I was
I'll only get so far before he starts catching up to me
Run away fast as you can cause-
He's a madman, a serial killer
Madman, madman
Madman, madman
Madman, madman
A serial killer
Madman, madman
Madman, madman
Madman, madman
A serial killer