Sick sick psychopath
Music: Aretey / Lyrics: Afra LindnerSick, sick psychopath
Sick, sick psychopath
In the middle of the night
Out there on that beach
She didn't cry
Off shore, out of reach
Sick, sick psychopath
Sick, sick psychopath
You can't trust no friends
You can't trust no cars
Your life will sure end
End behind the bars
How do you sleep at night?
Nightmares or dreams?
Can you see your mother in the eye?
She must feel like she failed in the raising of you.
What does your mother know?
Does she know that you raped and killed a girl?
Innocence in your book
Innocence on your face
But you took another mother's dearest pearl
Sick, sick psychopath
Sick, sick psychopath
Control out of your hands
How do you sleep at night?
Nightmares or dreams?
Can you still see Peter in the eye?
Control out of your hands
What does your daddy know?
Did he help you getting rid of the girl?
Why did he bring in your telephone?
To tell you when to shut up and when to swirl?
And by the way,
What happened to your shoe?