psycho maniac

Hes a psycho maniac

who really likes the brain he has

wouldn't trade it for the world 

I wouldn't trade it

he takes his memory's 

things you couldn't see

a pad a pen & some scars 

and things he used to be

rights em down for tomorrow

puts smile on hide sorrow

mistreats defeat the enemies

his faith and hope they borrow

you see this psycho lunatic

only thinks he's really sick

misplacing every word ever heard

sometimes he trades them for a trick

or treat they knock at the door

but he just falls through the floor

taking every last breath 

he had to finally end the war