American Psycho Songtext

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 whoa oh-oh-oh whoa

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!whoa
An American psycho!whoa

Inside a wall street mind a psycho lurks Lines of cocaine cut in hell
Obsessive hands gently grab your neck
compulsivy you stay to die
I hate people!

psycho, psycho, psycho, psycho