Misfits - American Psycho lyrics

Whoa-oh Whoa-oh, oh-oh-oh Whoa Inside a wall street mind a psycho lurks Lines of c**aine cut in hell Obsessive hands gently grab your neck Compulsively You Die... I hate people! Whoa-oh Whoa-oh, oh-oh-oh Whoa 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 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! An American psycho, whoa-oh An American psycho, whoa-oh An American psycho Psycho Inside a wall street mind a psycho lurks Lines of c**aine 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