Woorden: My Ruin. The Horror Of Beauty. American Psycho.

This is not an exit!
This is not an exit...i need to feel something
american psycho my confession means...nothing!

Abandon all hope-ye who enter here
pre-meditated-calculated
i can smell the fear
don't try to tell the truth
just black and blue your eyes
graphic signs of beauty
i've become what i despise
leaned into the light
now i'm crucified
flesh-blood-teeth
not lies!
Later that night
is how the story goes
rent-rewind
return my voices
this is not an exit
this is not an exit...i need to feel something
american psycho my confession means
nothing...american psycho
nothing...american psycho

this is no attempt to pre-empt my own death
i won't kill myself & i'm not taking requests
the machine has left me scarred
scared of it's insanity
i've burned to many bridges
to pretend to be holy
honesty is ugly
so we don't have a deal
flesh-blood-tongue
i'm real!
Later that night
is how the story goes
rent-rewind
return my voices
this is not an exit
this is not an exit...i need to feel something
american psycho my confession means
nothing...american psycho
nothing...american psycho

no matter how profane-sacred or insane
painfully pre occupied -it's always still the same
the killer is inside of me-don't try to take my life
i've burned all my hatchets-but i've sharpened my knives
what?
Fuck!

This is not an exit
this is not an exit...i need to feel something
american psycho my confession means
nothing...american psycho
nothing...american psycho
this is not an exit....