Amrerican Psycho

"I need to engage in homicidal behavior on a massive scale. Cannot be corrected, but, uh, I have no other ways to fulfill my needs"
You see me with your eyes.
I wear a good disguise,
but somehow you still think you know me.
My life is empty now.
My heart is blackened out,
but I gotta fit in,
and I also gotta be honest with myself before I kill somebody else.
The world has done a number on me.
Compassion is devoid.
I'm always so annoyed.
My selfishness, it now concedes me.
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But that's ok 'cause no one seems to recognize me anyway.
I'm mistaken for someone else constantly througout my day.
I won't get caught 'cause no one knows, that I'm an american psycho.
I know what brand you wear.
I know what kind of pair of pants and shoes and shirts you have on.
I dine expensively, with a hard body next to me, but she likely won't see your next thought.
It's so sad, we only seem to care
about our face and hair,
and what makes us look good.
Your business card is better.
You have a bigger room.
That could lead to your doom,
and I really think it should.
Did you make it to the top of the world just to die?
I own all the name brands.
I have a nicer tan.
I excersize and work out daily.
I rent some videos.
Watch the patty winter show.
My mind it thinks irrationally.
Did you make it to the top of the world just to die?
Oh, did you make it to the top of the world just to die?
You're gonna die!