Psychoville (feat. Graziella)

Attention deficit disorder

Slaughter, blame it on the hotel porter

No one needs to know but the daughter

Caught between the headlights, she don't know what to say yeah (Sorta!)

All the right makings of a psychopath hiding in a hybrid flat

Stashed the make up in a Nike bag

Spare pair of rubber gloves man I'm too rags

One big round trip, take two cabs

Wash hands at every opportunity, up to the elbows

Really gets underneath the fingernails

Try and blend in with the infidels

And stop doing everything you did (Usually)

Then in the blink of a heartbeat

Remember what you got stashed in the car seat

We don't want a situation getting nasty

I ain't gonna say nothing if they ask me

But can you really trust me, can I trust you?

You don't even have to ask or beat around the bush

Stop pulling up my past man you must do

Cause if you ain't got my back I'll have to crush you

No psychics here, no wing men

No feelings either, tin men

And we're up real early like the bin men

And we're gonna do a ting, are you in then?

[Graziella]

In these walls I'm silent like a prey

But I fought like a victim

On the edge, I'm fighting like I'm brave

But these suffer the sickness

[Dabbla]

It's funny how the brain play tricks on ya

One day it's all fine then they switch on ya

Picturesque in the mind like literature

Techniques to define asphyxia

Which bit you want?

The long story and the short is I sorta make it up as I go along

Welcome to the mind of a psycho

Up late mixing alcohol with the Nytol

Right old nutter from the loony bin

Bought the house next door to you now he's moving in

Rocking in the living room twitching

Thinking he's underneath the sink in the kitchen

Do you ever get the feeling that there's two of you?

Sitting on your own in the room with a few of you? (Who are you?)

No one that you need to be concerned about

Hoping all my split personalities can work it out

Trapped in the body of a grown man

So damn horny I could fornicate with both hands

OCD got me house proud

Cleaning out the cupboards with a drink thinking out loud

Now now, low it he's a nut job

Big fat fucking lunatic he'll have your nuts off

Meet me at the tuc shop

Bring the chlorine to get the crust off

Just round the corner from the bus stop

[Graziella]

In these walls I'm silent like a prey

But I fought like a victim

On the edge, I'm fighting like I'm brave

But these suffer the sickness

[Dabbla]

I promised to myself last time, though I shouldn't

If that's the case boy I better make it a good'un

I'm that little thing in the night that goes biddum

Hanging round all the places that you wouldn't

Shoulda butta woulda becoming a big nuisance

He's a green ninja like the Teenage Mutants

Cleaning up the streets like De Niro

Weirdo, dressed as a comic book hero

Hiding in the bush like a meerkat

Badgering my dogs like, shh did you here that?

Blot two drops on the paper

And watch the whole world fast forward to a lot later

Meanwhile leaning in the backdrop

Crack pot, tryna clean the porn off his laptop

What you really wanna do is settle down mate

Wow mate, you should of had a job by now mate

It's just me and the tree that I'm hugging

Thugging, sitting in a hole that I dug in

Bugging, I've been in this loop like forever

Just tugging on the string for the baggage that I'm lugging

Ain't it funny how the truth comes out

When the house get's taken and the loot run's out

No doubt that you'll thank me

When you're at the sanctuary

Get the chloroform and the hanky

[Graziella]

In these walls I'm silent like a prey

But I fought like a victim

On the edge, I'm fighting like I'm brave

But these suffer the sickness