Analize this

A dream from a thought of a brilliant mind.
Twiztid in the head but on the outside im fine.
I keep to myself you cant analize this.
Try to get in my head and all you'll see is a circus.
The lights are out, nobodies home.
Your stuck in my head, in the darkness you roam.
I'll make you my zombie to do my bidding.
Clean up my shit while im over here sitting.
Controlling your brain your my little robot.
Make you murder my foes and get chased by the cops.
You see though your eyes but have no control.
You arent doing this but knowbody knows.
you're a cold blooded killer you have no remourse
you saw a mounted cop so you hacked up his horse.
you'll be bigger then bundy, youll murder till monday.
you have blood on your face your dirty and grungy.
the cops are pissed guns are locked on your face.
when you try to get in my head they devil you'll face.
and at the last second before they unload.
i bounce out of your body and give you back control.