Folie À Deux Lyrics

Let me guess, let me guess

Lonely and depressed, phony and obsessed

Only in your head, do you see me

Do you see me, do you see me

Let me guess you are lonely and depressed Phony and obsessed

Only in your head do you see me? Yes

I'm a threat, don't expect to impress me Let alone be me

You are stressed, think about sex angry, regret, 26 with no bitch

No friends, no gifts, the anxiety that peaks Don't rely on me to seek

Everything that you need in this life haha not for long, right

But I'ma fuck you up when the time's right, yeah

You need validation, keep it in the basement hang yourself basically what I'm sayin

Whoops too soon, everyone is too sensitive dawg, yo I'm too rude

Listen, with your black hair and your dark thoughts we have something in common dawg, we're both lost

And we both know what we both want and we gonna get it despite what anyone says

Or anyone thinks or anyone does hope you don't blink, you're demented, delusional

Brain dead and sick, manipulative manifest your motives and shit

With your fucked up fantasy won't come to fruition listen, here's a lesson to you and your position

Really think about it, really think about it

You should think about it, you should think about it

Really think about it, really think about it

Or I'ma kill you, or I'ma kill you

You should think about it, you should think about it

Really think about it, really think about it

You should think about it, you should think about it

Or I'ma end you, or I'ma end you

Let me think you were lonely and sick you don't know me but you wish I ain't never exist

But I did what I do in your nightmares while you're sitting alone in the back of your room

I consume every single thought that you think Every breath that you take every single time

You wake up in the middle of the night The devil and the angel are having a fight

Telling you, grab a rope, tie it around your throat leave a note telling everyone you know

You lost hope dawg, you got no friends you got no bitch, you got no goals

I wanna know what your fantasy is You got no money, you got no time

You can sell your soul for a limited time for 9.99

Join the dark side, join the dark side, join the dark side, join the dark side

Yo, I wasn't gonna side with him but he's got a point, you fucking piece of shit

Who are you to judge me, who are you to trust me, shit I might turn around and you just might fuck me

Yeah, yo, I spit on your grave yo, yo, I spit on your grave

Yo, yeah, I spit on your grave, yeah yo I spit on your grave