Dabbla - Psychoville lyrics

[Verse 1 - Dabbla 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 to 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 men? [Hook - Graziella] In these walls i'm tightened like a prey But I faught like a victim On the edge, i'm fighting like i'm brave But these suffer the sickness [Verse 2 - 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 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 Walking 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 that 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 get me house proud, cleaning out the cupboards with a drink thinking out load Now now, low it he's a nut job Big fat f**ing 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 [Hook - Graziella] In these walls i'm tightened like a prey But I faught like a victim On the edge, i'm fighting like i'm brave But these suffer the sickness [Verse 3 - 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 the little thing in the night that goes biddum Hanging round all the places that you wouldn't Shoulda bu*ta 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 hiding in the backdrop Crack pot, tryna clean the p**n 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 whole 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 With the chloroform and the hanky [Hook - Graziella] In these walls i'm tightened like a prey But I faught like a victim On the edge, i'm fighting like i'm brave But these suffer the sickness