Psycho - Duckwrth, The Kickdrums

You’re simply wonderful

Next minute you’re complicated

You’re candy-sugar coated wrath

Fucking psychopath

Why in the fuck are you mad?

Remember the fun that we had?

That was like minutes ago

Why is that gun in yo bag?

Why do you reach in yo bag?

You should just think for a minute

Girl, you more heated than skinner

And girl I can feel it

But shooting and killing

Don’t bring what you missing

That’s probably Jesus

I pray that you listen

Don’t blang out, blang out

All I wanna do is hang out, hangout

But you wanna see me with my brains out, brains out

What I’m saying now, space-out space-out

Cause I need fifty feet or fifty receipts

For all the time I spent

When I was hanging the beats

Girls call me duck when I’m with the geese

Don’t call her bluff

She may see your decease

Dear god

You’re simply wonderful

Next minute you’re complicated

You’re candy-sugar coated wrath

Fucking Psychopath

But I love you, (fucking psychopath)

And I hate you.

(Psycho killer, psychopath)

But I love you, (fucking psychopath)

And I hate you.

(Psycho killer, psychopath)

But I love you

(lemme come down real quick, catch my breath

Ok, here we go.)

How in the fuck we got here?

I’ve seen more rain than the deer

You can make rain in the club

But you can’t make your skies clear

And you said this was yo year

But you let the Devil interfere

Projecting every fear

You say you never care

But all I see is care

You let yo ass show

Commando underwear

That booty bigger and wider than all outdoors

In the rav 4

Let me smash mo

In yo indo

(In the rav 4)

Swing, you naked

Me think sexual innduendo

I was that teenager throwing rocks at your window

Just to get attention

And now you throwing shots hoping that I drop my tempo

You’re simply wonderful

Next minute you’re complicated

You’re candy-sugar coated wrath

Fucking Psychopath

But I love you, (fucking psychopath)

And I hate you.

(Psycho killer, psychopath)

But I love you, (fucking psychopath)

And I hate you.

(Psycho killer, psychopath)

But I love you

Daaaaamn

Why you gotta do me like that?

(like that, like that)

Staring at the moon-roof in my spaceship

Reminiscing how things went

Give to all your defiant

All I need to say is

Daaaaamn

Why you gotta do me like that?

(like that, like that)

Get to playing the blame game

But we’ll all do the same thing

Doesn’t mean I’m a psycho

Daaaaamn

Why you gotta do me like that?

Daaaaamn