I am a storm, I saw a light Came back, took me by surprise Again tonight Did you look at the sea bed? Did it take you instead of the birds? I'm psycho, over the Moon I think too much, my feelings creep out Just like that every night I hate myself at least ten times a day But it passes me by, it passes by And it goes by I think I swallowed the tide, the tide You were once my friend, now I don't know What we are anymore It's life, it's fine I guess Birds gone wild, I can't take Nothing, nothing, nothing back It hurts my head I want what I should not And what should not Desires me, I think too much It creeps me out The more I see, the less I want The less I want, the more I see I'm stuck Can't go home, not alone So I let it go (psycho) I let it flow