Sindy - Dear Diary

Dear Diary

Though you can shake my hand
And feel flesh gripping yours
Dear Diary
There is no real me
Only an entity

I occasionally box with
Ricky at the Harvard club
Dear Diary
I like high heels
I want to fit in

My nightly bloodlust
Has overflowed into
My days

That's Bone
And the lettering
Is something called Silian Rail

I go American psycho
American psycho

I feel lethal
On the verge of frenzy
Dear Diary
If you're so hungry
Why don't you get a job
(Is that Donald Trump's car?)

My Mask of Sanity is about to slip
Dear Diary
And I really can't
Stress blonde enough

I killed Paul Allen
With an axe in the face
Be a doll
And just get me
Some mineral water okay?
Sometimes

I go American Psycho
American Psycho
I go American Psycho
American Psycho

I'm just a happy camper
I guess I'm a pretty sick guy
Inside doesn't matter
That's why
Nobody minds
When

I go American Psycho
American Psycho

(Psycho)
(Psycho)
(Psycho)
(Psycho)

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Writer(s): Serner Tom Filip
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