American Psycho

My Perfect life

I’m empty inside

An upper class clone

I look down on you all

I look in the mirror

I hear myself speak
I want you to know

I have everything

I’m a man of taste

I’m just human waste

I always feel chased  

I hate myself

You’ll never know

What’s on my mind

How small I feel

I’m dead inside

Tonight I’ll take your life

Tonight I’ll show you how

My flawless disguise

Can’t see through my lies

I would love to stay and chat

But I need to return 

these video tapes