Psychopath
Joe Bad, Body Count
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Psychopath Psychopath 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, motherfucker You can't try and right that wrong Here's your fucking swan song Murderous ways for those who betrayed our trust You don't mean shit to us Body Count stacking 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 Psychopath
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Written by: Tracy Lauren Marrow, Vincent Dennis, Will Putney
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