Psychopaths - Ayelle

How’s it feel

Not to feel?

What’s it like to not be real?

Why so sad?

Why feel bad?

What’s the point if nothing’s real?

I remind myself that you are

Just a figment of

What my mind makes up

I remind myself that you are

Just a product of

What your mind made up

Maybe psychopaths are happier

'Cause they don’t love like us

'Cause they don’t love like us

They never hurt like us

Maybe psychopaths are happier

'Cause they don’t love like us

'Cause they don’t love like us

They never hurt like us

What’s the date?

What’s the time?

Why’s it matter when we lie?

How to say

Not to see

We can’t ever let things be

I remind myself that you are

Just a figment of

What my mind makes up

I remind myself that you are

Just a product of

What your mind made up

Maybe psychopaths are happier

'Cause they don’t love like us

'Cause they don’t love like us

They never hurt like us

Maybe psychopaths are happier

'Cause they don’t love like us

'Cause they don’t love like us

They never hurt like us

Maybe psychopaths are happier

'Cause they don’t love like us

'Cause they don’t love like us

They never hurt like us