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Michale Graves
(Whoa-oh! Whoa-oh-oh-oh!
Whoa-oh)
Go!
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!
(Whoa-oh! Whoa-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!
Whoa-oh) Struggling to breathe, go!
A machine of penalty (Go!)
The sweet insanity (Go!)
Fade to black tranquility (Go!)
You’re lookin' 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 die
I hate people!
(Whoa-oh! Whoa-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 lookin' 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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