There's a Psycho in My Room

She lies there

With her insane thoughts

She has frizzy, brown hair

On her arm, she has a dot (mole, whatever)

She just threw a flower at my eye

Then she bit it and said it didn't taste good

Now she just hit her arm on my drawer, oh my

It's understandable why she's from the hood

My last words I say as I confront my doom

"There's a psycho in my room"

INSPIRED BY: MY PSYCHOTIC FRIEND GOOBER