Creeping Psychosis

He had no imagination
Used only half his mind
But that fucked up kid is still alive
Beaten down by Cop's and Skin's
OD'd on a drinking binge
Somehow he survived

He's got a problem it's in his brain
Everyone he knows thinks he's insane
Psychotic problems grow in his head
His enemies won't rest until he's dead

Now he sells drugs
Hides himself
Steals everything he needs
He never has to sleep
'Cause he's on speed
Without sleep it's one long day
As he scares all his friends away
One thing's guaranteed

He's got a problem
It's changed his brain
Paranoia's driving him insane
Psychotic problems twist in his head
His enemies won't rest until he's dead