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I am no phychopath

They think I'm capable of murder,
Able to stab this through your chest,
End my life in a padded cell,
Seperated from the rest

Shoot this gun quick fire rapidly
Straight to your head
Smiling no regret
As you fall down dead

Am I insane?
Am I disturbed?
Am I everything you wanna avoid?
As you all stare at me while I breakdown
Let me scream in my head

I am no phychopath!
I am no mastermind of evil
Taking you down
Painfully as possible

Give me a chance
Don’t give me discriptions
Of everything I say
Being twisted encryptions

They think I'm capable of murder,
Able to stab this through your chest,
End my life in a padded cell,
Seperated from the rest

Am I insane?
Am I disturbed?
Am I everything you wanna avoid?
As you all stare at me while I breakdown
Let me scream in my head

I am no phychopath!
I am no mastermind of evil
Taking you down
Painfully as possible

I AM NO PHYCHOPATH
[Keep kidding myself] <--- Whisper at the end
Poem by Spoon