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Texty: Faint (The). Fasciinatiion. Psycho.


I can't listen while I'm breathing fire,
I don't think straight when I get pissed off,
It'd be easier to just to calm down,
cause I'm an asshole when I get called out.

Forget the words I said,
I was not myself,
I never really thought you were psycho,
I was just mad at being attacked,
I never really thought you were psycho.

There's talk, but then there's talk,
Where we get so convinced that the thoughts we've got,
Like lines, in black and white
The tail of the snake is in it's teeth tonight.

I thought for sure this time I was innocent,
and that the girl I loved had gone psycho,
I was just mad and feeling attacked,
I never really thought you were psycho.

I know I must have stressed you out,
I don't start fights, i make explosions,
it's be easier to just calm down,
But I'm an asshole when I get called out.

Forget the words I said,
I was not myself,
I never really thought you were psycho,
I was just mad at being attacked,
I never really thought you were psycho.

(Thanks to Paul for these lyrics)
Faint, The