sometimes i feel like a psycho
i want to kill, i´m a psy-cho-path
your life has lost it´s worth for me
i´ll kill you, I´m a psy-cho-path
days rushing away in moments
i had no time to breath
till a jear had vanished
and the fear won the seat
now i look back in anger
after all came down again
you will not receive my hate
death is my plan
you see i´m not born to loose
and it´s you who refused it
now your head will smash the ground
you wanted me to hit
in the end i´m wrong
cause i can not handle the truth
you wasted just my time
but i wasted my whole youth
