Psycho Symphony (feat. Syn) - Boondox

Fall asleep dreamin' red is what I see anymore

And I do not fear of death because I seen em before

My eyes are closed to open wide to see it never change

Only the players in the game, but all the rest stay the same

Is this reality I’m livin' in or pinnace for pricing

I’m feelin' sorry for myself, please take out the violin

And playin' symphony to soundtrack of a lunatic

I mighta illuminated or finally loosin' it

I walk a thin line between myself and somebody else

And I cannot decipher between I’m living in fuckin' hell

Or dying on earth, my whole world is a crying shame

Nothing is what it seems it’s like some shit out the crying game

I’m sickening, inflicted in feeling somewhat vindictive

I’d put a bullet in my brain, but even that seems conflicted

Where would I end up or it just start all over

Give me the horns of Lucifer or the wings of Jehovah

All this violence in your head seem

Flowing through your veins like a symphony

And it’s a psychopathic melody

Sit in silence still your head scream

Playing through your veins like a symphony

And it’s a psychopathic melody

It’s a psychopathic melody

It’s a psychopathic melody

Is my reality a figment of my imagination

Everything that I see, somehow it’s all my creation

Or am I just as disturbed as some fuckers locked in the padded cell

Doped up on anti psychotics, livin' in hell

Can’t remember my birth, no recolection of death

And where did it all go away?

No longer taking a breath

And when did it all go away?

If I started blastin' at bastards

Startin' killing everybody, I’m a virus or cancer?

Am I the reason for bleeding the reason families are grieving

The reason for seasons like I’m the reason for heathens

Or am I just a human being who is only being human

With more questions and answers like what the hell am I doing?

Why do I’m still obsessed with this shit just fill me with zolopine

Let me drew in the corner, just shoot me up fully dopamine

I just wanna drift away I call my daily departed

But with my love that’s how this whole situation got started

This won’t go away until your dying day

And you will suffer in your own way (your own way)

And in the end there will be hell to pay (hell to pay)

At the gates they say «go away, go away, go away…»