Song 96 – Psych in the face

Why the psych put that face on me?
A coat of white and a nerd I see.
Are you damning a date I’m due?
Are you killing my mind again? Are you?

Oh terrible fate that crap written
by a somebody who’s all rage like been bitten.
I think I failed enough and maybe last chance
is here to curse all to be forbidden.

Cut me loose you bloody moron!
What’s a life like thi‎s, always all wrong?!
Ah! Again the psych, putting a cross on me
on the clipped sheet that has my name upon.

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