Psychopathic Love by Brian Gordon at Spillwords.com

Psychopathic Love

Psychopathic Love

written by: Brian Gordon

@sk8erblock43

 

The wicked laugh I hear
Are just the voices whispering in my ear
The thought of losing you is my only fear
I feel my heart racing when you are near
Your crazy matches my crazy my dear
Together we can see clear

The people only see the serial killer in me
The only thing I killed is the sanity in me
Do you think you can laugh like me
Don’t judge until you’ve been in pain like me
My mind is broken
And my heart is cold
Why am I alone
This isn’t my home

For a moment it feels like the earth has stopped
You have the key to my heart but right now it’s locked
I’m halfway across the world but don’t be sad
When I get to see that smile again I’ll be glad
I promise you that I’ll be back
Until then don’t become an insomniac

The people only see the serial killer in me
The only thing I killed is the sanity in me
Do you think you can laugh like me
Don’t judge until you’ve been in pain like me
My mind is broken
And my heart is cold
Why am I alone
This isn’t my home

You can’t wake up this isn’t a dream
Everyone can hear your deathly scream
Reality starts to pull away from each seam
The voices in my head are driving me insane
You are the Itch in my vein
My love for you is the cause of my pain

The people only see the serial killer in me
The only thing I killed is the sanity in me
Do you think you can laugh like me
Don’t judge until you’ve been in pain like me
My mind is broken
And my heart is cold
Why am I alone
This isn’t my home

You are the vision in the sky when the sun breaks through
All the little things that I love and miss are because of you
When the nightmares become true
Will you still love me too
Fighting death with life is my point of view
The darkness was here too long and the light is over due

The people only see the serial killer in me
The only thing I killed is the sanity in me
Do you think you can laugh like me
Don’t judge until you’ve been in pain like me
My mind is broken
And my heart is cold
Why am I alone
This isn’t my home

We don’t belong in society
We have a problem obeying authority
We take control and become royalty
With symptoms of insanity
We are not the famous Ken or Barbie
We’re just the crazy Joker and Harley

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