Misfits

Misfits - American Psycho songtekst

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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 insanityGo -
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
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Auteur: David Calabrese, Jerry Caiafa, Michael Emanuel, Paul Caiafa

Componist: ?

Publisher: Misfits Records LLC, Cyclopian Music

Details:

Uitgegeven in: 1998

Taal: Engels

Komt voor op: American Psycho (1997)

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