Letras: Skid Row. Forty Seasons: The Best Of Skid Row. Psycho Love.
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Cleanin' needles in her wine
Your face down in her one-eyed world
With her brain-dead valentine
She'll be your zombie, your livin' dead
Her sweet corruption
It's gonna make you, it's gonna break you
Yeah, she said
"Haunt my house of pain
And feel my psycho love
You better shine and pray for rain
To heal my psycho love"
Legs at ten and two
Chain her down that's what you do
King Tut and the snake-eyed slut
In the pink but screamin' blue
I'll taste your crazy
You smell insane
Well I'm just another ghost
Inside your spirits hall of fame
Haunt my house of pain
And feel my psycho love, yeah
You better shine and pray for rain
To heal my psycho love
As the warm smooth soul chases through the cold silence of a body
A body of touch not feel
One question, is she a stone in the devil's garden
Or a speck in an angels dust
Or the ashes to ashes and lust to lust
Oh when I'm chasin' true love
She watchin' innocent blue love
She'll wrap you in a choke hold
And to suck your spirit dry
In my haunted house of pain
And feel my psycho love, yeah
Shine and pray for rain
To feel my psycho, psycho, psycho love
Come on
Haunt my house of pain
And feel my psycho love, yeah
Shine and pray for rain
To feel my psycho, psycho, my psycho love
Feel my love
Cleanin' needles in her wine
Your face down in her one-eyed world
With her brain-dead valentine
She'll be your zombie, your livin' dead
Her sweet corruption
It's gonna make you, it's gonna break you
Yeah, she said
"Haunt my house of pain
And feel my psycho love
You better shine and pray for rain
To heal my psycho love"
Legs at ten and two
Chain her down that's what you do
King Tut and the snake-eyed slut
In the pink but screamin' blue
I'll taste your crazy
You smell insane
Well I'm just another ghost
Inside your spirits hall of fame
Haunt my house of pain
And feel my psycho love, yeah
You better shine and pray for rain
To heal my psycho love
As the warm smooth soul chases through the cold silence of a body
A body of touch not feel
One question, is she a stone in the devil's garden
Or a speck in an angels dust
Or the ashes to ashes and lust to lust
Oh when I'm chasin' true love
She watchin' innocent blue love
She'll wrap you in a choke hold
And to suck your spirit dry
In my haunted house of pain
And feel my psycho love, yeah
Shine and pray for rain
To feel my psycho, psycho, psycho love
Come on
Haunt my house of pain
And feel my psycho love, yeah
Shine and pray for rain
To feel my psycho, psycho, my psycho love
Feel my love
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