oh i got it bad, boy like a psycho-crazy-killer sorta bad boy like a chase-me-through-the-forest-with-a-knife boy in a death grip that wont let me go, i'm falling for it oh, you got me going you got me spinning out and my heart is p-p-pounding i can't see my surroundings I should find this harrowing but I'd be fully willing to sign up for a killing just think of my guts spilling doesn't it sound thrilling there's something about the way you make me so afraid no time to be ashamed I'm dying for a taste there's something about this night if you'd be so polite to follow me follow me then suddenly our eyes lock here comes the insanity it feels so wrong, lose what's left of your vanity i've got one foot in the grave, im six feet deep and it's calling out to me you're coming after me i got it bad, boy like a psycho-crazy-killer sorta bad boy oh, a panic-in-the-night-sort-of a vibe, boy so promise, never let me go, i'm falling for you oh, still falling for you you got it bad, right? like a stupid-crazy-slasher-sorta-girl type? kinda screaming-to-the-darkness-in-the-night vibe i doubt i'll ever let you go you're calling for me oh you're coming for me our eyes lock, here comes the insanity it feels so right drop the knife, cut the vanity i got my heart in the grave, oh, six feet deep and it's calling out to me you're calling out for me ah yeah (our eyes lock, here comes the insanity it feels so wrong just let go of humanity i've got one hand on the blade, it's too easy and it's calling out to me you're calling after me)
Song and art by MonochroMenace
