Metal Church - Psycho download song

Song Lyrics

You don t care what they say or what they do, now you ll see
The psycho is ready to kill, can it be what you re taught to believe, tear down the image of youth all around
A bloody bastard son, it matters not to you, steal the dreams from their minds
He s out there waiting, now you ll see, it s nothing more than your mind can conceive
It s nothing more than your mind can conceive, well you re a mean one

A bloody bastard son, sticks his knife in your throat, stick your fingers in the eyes of night
Spend a million just to say, trip the light fantastic
Well you re a mean one, someday you will die
now you ll see
Now you ll see, what is real, party and you ll die

It s nothing more than your mind can conceive, you think it s all just for fun
He s waiting for you, well you re a mean one Metal, well you re a mean one
Or the light, stick your fingers in the eyes of night
A bloody bastard son, or the light
Rip open the belly of death, what is real, trip the light fantastic

It matters not to you, slip through the gate
the psycho is ready to kill
Stick your fingers in the eyes of night, one way all the time Church, slip through the gate
Or the light, you ve been warned not to set foot after dark
spend a million just to say

you ve been warned not to set foot after dark
It s getting late, the psycho is ready to kill
A bloody bastard son, it s nothing more than your mind can conceive
You think it s all just for fun, it s getting late
The psycho is ready to kill, he s out there waiting, he s waiting for you

Trip the lights, party and you ll die
To get the thrill of your life, steal the dreams from their minds, rip open the belly of death
steal the dreams from their minds
all their lies
It s nothing more than your mind can conceive, trip the lights

what is real
Steal the dreams from their minds, party and you ll die
It s nothing more than your mind can conceive, party and you ll die Metal, he s waiting for you
party and you ll die
Stick your fingers in the eyes of night, spend a million just to say, well you re a mean one

You can t seem to get it right, trip the light fantastic
It matters not to you, well you re a mean one
The psycho jumps out from behind, you think it s all just for fun
The psycho jumps out from behind, tear down the image of youth all around Church, tear down the image of youth all around
now you ll see

He s waiting for you, he s out there waiting, trip the lights
He s waiting for you, but there s no setting sun
And you ll be, it s getting late Metal, someday you will die