Inside a wall street mind a psycho lurks
Lines of cocaine cut in hell
Obsessive hands gently grab your neck
Compulsively You Die...
I hate people!
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 people!
Struggling to breathe -Go!
Go! - A machine of penalty
Go! - The sweet insanity
Go! - Fade to black tranquility
You're lookin' through the eyes of a psycho!
An American psycho
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