Misfits American Psycho Lyrics

whoa-oh, whoa-oh, oh-oh-oh, whoa go inside a wall street mind a psycho lurks lines of cocaine cut in hell obsessive hands gently grab your neck compulsively you'll die... i hate peo-ple whoa-oh, whoa-oh, oh-oh-oh, whoa-oh struggling to breathe, go the sweet asphyxiation and dismemberment sex puts me in the mood to make you die obsessive hands gently grab your neck look into sick eyes... i hate peo-ple whoa-oh, whoa-oh, oh-oh-oh, whoa-oh struggling to breathe go - a machine of penalty go - the sweet insanity go - fade to black tranquility go - you're looking through the eyes of a psycho, whoa-oh an american psycho, whoa-oh an american psycho, whoa-oh an american psycho -psycho- inside a wall street mind a psycho lurks lines of cocaine cut in hell obsessive hands gently grab your neck compulsively you'll die... i hate peo-ple whoa-oh, whoa-oh, oh-oh-oh, whoa-oh struggling to breathe go - a machine of penalty go - the sweet insanity go - fade to black tranquility go - you're looking through the eyes of a psycho, whoa-oh an american psycho, whoa-oh an american psycho, whoa-oh an american psycho psycho, psycho, psycho, psycho

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