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Psycho
Instrumental Soundtrack Lyrics
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@betenoire5315
Psycho's are born as psychopaths,
but there are sociopaths,
sociopaths sound like psychopaths are almost like psychopaths but,
sociopaths are MADE unlike psychopaths.
People become sociopaths because of childhood trauma,
like getting abused at home alot, but not all people who have experienced childhood trauma doesn't have to be sociopaths.
They can have other illnesses
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But if you read this than cool! Have a nice day! Stay safe! <3
@ZaleskasConundrum
I still remember.
They told me to keep walking. Walk fast and don't turn back, don't listen. If I hear something, I must hear nothing. I realized on the way, that I would hear less better without ears. So I made a decision. I cannot look back either. I don't need to see in such a dark place. A cold place. Cold cold cold, warm was the ground but cold was the air. No not the air, the breath.
They followed me, the ones that got the people who brought me here. I was tied, I remember I was tied. In a truck, but it stopped. They came for me. They killed the ones who took me, my kidnappers. Now I walk. The kidnappers were so scared they helped me escape. The kidnappers thought they would be forgiven. No. No no no.
I can't see. I can't hear. But I feel it. It's breath. Wind. I remember the wind, I feel it.
It comes from the box. I can see it. I can see it with no eyes. I don't need them. I can still remember what it looks like. I remember when I first made it.
I remember. I remember. I remember.
I forgot. I forgot. I forgot.
The box remembers that I forgot. That is why it follows me. It waits for me to say it's name. I will not, I will not.
It calls me names. I don't like the box. It took my nose. Now I cannot smell the air. Cold cold cold. Please.
I can see the box. It calls for me. Like the kidnappers who feared me and the box.
Psycho
@ellajay8357
“You solved it!” My soon to be foster mother exclaimed
“My new little boy is soooo smart, it only took you... 1.34 minutes! How did you figure it out?”
I remained silent.
“Well?”
“I thought of it like...society.” I finally replied.
“Ok ok, explain?” My foster mother pestered me.
“Society isn’t perfect, it’s united. In my world, everything has to be p e r f e c t. There can be no mistakes... and the only way to fix them is to get rid of them entirely. That’s why I was able to find the perfect shapes so quickly, because only some people are good enough to get through, the others... are left behind.” I stared at the finished product...my masterpiece. This puzzle was what I wanted the rest of the world to be. I looked over to my new mothe- oh...?
The woman had left.
She was just like the others. I didn’t really care though. She wasn’t perfect.
@mlaikajordan6795
When you smile, I smile mother.
When you laugh, I laugh mother.
When you cry, I cry mother.
Such a fun game we play mother.
When I bleed, you bleed mother.
Is that not how it works?
Why do you cry mother? I am not crying mother
I will fix your smile, Carved just like a pumkin mother.
Now we smile together.
Why do you look so scared mother?
I am not scared mother.
Let me get the knife, we will carve again.
When I smile you smile.
Such a fun game we play.
@ephimemacabre6449
The ringing
Ding ding ding
The house bell ring'
A visitor is visiting
The days
Mono-tonous ways
Straight A's
Beautiful gaze
...trapped in a maze...
The echoes of past
An enchantment cast
The melodies last
Mellifluous blast
Through the vast
Shipwrecked mast
On the unwritten draft
A new found craft
A new found raft
Similar and soft
The whispering waft
Hiding in the loft
Finding it woft
Smiles to you
Logic in it too
It's late for you
There are now two.
@Black-zn4ir
Lucas King at age 95:
YES! I have successfully written a piece of music for every single feeling or mental condition a human can have!
Every. Single. One.
Keep up the great work! Love your music!
@yamerabufakher4854
U got it right
@andi827
U know that he doesnt write them right?
@Oliviab23
andi bro If you look it says original piece. He always lets you know when it’s one of his compositions, and most of them are.
@yassinerouwassi2572
@@andi827 He does, in his mind
@martiddy
@@andi827 who knows, maybe Lucas does write the music sheets, but he never publish it.
@L4RENZ
There was a boy who never cried. He never smiled. He never played with other kids. All he would do was crouch in the corner and draw. Every day, he would draw the same disoriented figure. He wouldn’t leave the corner until he was done. His mom told him he needed to find a new hobby, and that’s when she saw him. The man he was drawing, came to life.
@L4RENZ
@Zombie X thanks!🙌🏾
@PGaroa
oh you describe my character... f*ck nooooo
(by the way, amazing)
@L4RENZ
@@PGaroa thanks!!