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  1. Psycho

Music and lyrics: Angel Graves
Music: Sean St. John
Producer: Angel Graves
Co-producer: Barton B. Hill
Mixing engineer: Joshua T. Saldate
Recorded and Mixed at Tone Distillery LLC, Longwood, FL

Performances:

Vocals, Guitars - Angel Graves
Drums - Sean St. John
Guitars - Austin Diaz


Drum tech: Dean Andrews Jr.
Art director: Gary Dufner
Graphic design: Rob Walden Design
Photographer: Dylan James


Lyrics

I know the way
You hide the pain inside
And fake it all
The lies and the little cries
Have fooled me 'til the end
The words you said
Stuck in my head
And I'd die to be the one
Who feels the blade again

YOU LOVE THIS
My mind is racing
From the SILENCE
Please stop pretending
You're so RIGHTEOUS
Your eyes scream louder
Than your MOUTH DOES
Come On

I love the way you look at me
And watch the fire burn
What seems to be
You're like this way
Because you want it all
I love the way you smile at me
And watch the fire burn
It seems to me you're a
Psycho, oh
A psycho, oh

You love to play
The kind of games
That keep me stuck
In second place
And I like to tell myself
This is the pain that I deserve
The lies you said
Left pain, instead
Don't complicate things
Just make your way back
Into my bed

I love the way you look at me
And watch the fire burn
What seems to be
You're like this way
Because you want it all
I love the way you smile at me
And watch the fire burn
It seems to me you're a
Psycho, oh
A psycho, oh

OOH, A PSYCHO

Go ahead and drop the pills
Go ahead and drop the pills
Why can't you see that
When I say you need to drop the pills
And when I say you need to see
And please just drop the pills
I'm beggin' please
You'll never see
Until THEY CATCH YOU
Whoa, oh, ohh
Psycho, ohh

YOU LOVE THIS
My mind is racing
From the SILENCE
Please stop pretending
You're so RIGHTEOUS
Your eyes scream louder
Than your MOUTH DOES
COME ON

I love the way you look at me
And watch the fire burn
(Psycho)
What seems to be
You're like this way
Because you want it all
(Psycho)
I love the way you smile at me
(And watch the fire burn)
It seems to me you're a
Psycho, oh
Psycho, oh
Psycho, oh
A psycho

Psycho, ohh
(Ahh, ahh)
(Ohh, ohh, ohh)
(Ah, ahh, ahh, ahh)
(Ahh, ahh)