Bigheaded Psyche

Where are those innocent faces? I’ve been searching to the entire places For some people happiness is just an illusion They are hiding from the agony that is given People watch people talk With their heart closed in everywhere they walk Throw away their intimacy to the water And in their loneliness they stop gather You just get upset too soon Why keep hiding on that empty room Still thinking that others done anything wrong? And guarantee that your principal has made you strong People forget when they are happy With their money and all the jazzy Sometimes your words are lack of wisdom And family is a threat to built your kingdom A little bit of danger will rise up their anger Their heart and mind are always in high temper People rise people fall Only time will prevent them all You’re nothing but a gold digger Use weak people to make you wealthier Once you find gold you keep digging for more Treat people like soldier of toys good enough to control The bigheaded psyche is in every angle Their heart is worst than the devil Only stick to their theory The bigheaded psyche is a mad psychology