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 You´ll never catch me They´ll never catch me You´ll never catch me