Artist: misfits
Song: abominable dr. phibes / american psycho
Album: American Psycho
Year: 1997
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 people
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 people
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 people
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
