I was born to humans My blade cuts through Watch the blood spew Vital organs I'll abort them If I want you I'll find you I'm right behind you
I hear voices In my head Making choices Should I shoot Or dismember How many victims Oh God I can't remember
Psychopath Psychopath
They can't catch me I move through All cities When I strike Too quickly Every victim a different way I leave no DNA News They name me How morbid Can fame be Last night They found three slain I torture and kill and murder at will
Look what you made An American psycho Staring down the barrel of a rifle The hungry dog bites back True predators muthafucker You can't try and right that wrong Here's your fuckin' swansong Murderous ways for those who betrayed our trust You don't mean shit to us Body Count stackin' up Nothing can stop me Just another motherfucker Fit for an autopsy They'll never catch me (laughing) You'll never catch me (laughing) They'll never catch me You'll never catch me
PsychopathTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
