People say that I'm a stranger Just for living on the outside People act like I'm a danger Just for living out my life
But if I tried just once to reach out and help someone, without them having to come to me begging and giving me everything I need first, maybe they wouldn't call me a Psychotic Hate Man
I see hate and I see anger Everywhere but in my own mind It's a door that I won't open It's a train that I won't ride
And as the twenty foot walls of black concrete, steel and glass of my life comes tumbling down, I blame the world and give it truth and disdain cause I'm a Psychotic Hate Man
Solo
Break the silence with a silence The noise I never made at all shines I've got pain and I've got anger And that's all I need to get by
Everyone, everywhere, nobody ever gave me nothing all the time, except the ones who saved my life, but they don't count cause they're everyone too and I'm a Psychotic Hate Man Psychotic Hate Man Psychotic Hate Man Psychotic Hate Man
