For lack of better wordsnI hope you chokenFor all those heartsnThat I heard you brokenCan't stand the fact that you don't carenTry it againnI suggest don't you darennYou're always psycho and superstitiousnYou're counting on magic to bring you your wishesnAnd everyone’s dwelling on the stories you're tellingnThe power of the people is slowly fadingnnScream and shoutnBut they never seem to hearnThe truth is this and I hope that I make it clearnWe were born in a war as it seems to menPlease disregard all the facts and realitynnYou’re always psycho and superstitiousnYou’re counting on magic to bring you your wishesnAnd everyone's dwelling on the stories you're tellingnThe power of the people is slowly fadingnnYou call me a liarnI don't mindnYou misunderstand menAll the timenYou call me a liarnI don't mindnnYou’re always psycho and superstitiousnYou’re counting on magic to bring you your wishesnAnd everyone’s dwelling on the stories you're tellingnThe power of the people is slowly fadingnnFor lack of better wordsnI hope you chokenFor all those heartsnThat I heard you brokenCan’t stand the fact that you don't carenTry it again I suggestn2, 3, 4nnYou’re always psycho and superstitiousnYou’re counting on magic to bring you your wishesnAnd everyone’s dwelling on the stories you're tellingnThe power of the people is slowly fadingnnYou call me a liarnI don't mindnYou misunderstand menAll the timenYou call me a liarnI don't mindnnLet’s go!