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Origin of Disease - Patrick the Chainsaw Chucker Lyrics



Origin of Disease - Patrick the Chainsaw Chucker Lyrics




Rev the chainsaw up for her, down the hallway, down she goes
Sadistic Bateman on the spree, how it keeps her on her feet
In the warm blood of a whore, no friend for the true psycho
Bribed with money and lust born, this is his fun, now you run!

Running down the steps, using every breath!
"Hold it real tight to the chainsaw Patrick Bateman!"

My thirst for greed and lust, Divine!
One shot to the head and you're mine!

Love the sighting of myself, reflection of myself I love
Holding tightly to her legs, as I thrust this into her
Recording every moment now, so my sick side watches later
Now I am begging for the sound of her true agonizing scream!

Running down the steps, using every breathe
Holding real tight to the chainsaw Patrick Bateman

Blood is my shrine!
Your in my sight!
You are all mine!
A mad mans bite!

Scream over her screams
Bleed on the soft sheets,
Oh her wasted breathes,
Makes me so erect!

Now she runs!

She, runs all for me!
Now, she runs for me!
Now, Patrick Bateman
Kills...Kills all for fun!

Run! Left foot, right foot, down the steps!
Aim! Aim it, drop it, F*cking Dead!

Living my life with no fear, rich and strong so why regret?
That's my motto, why want more? Full control of the dirt whores!

Living my life with no fear, rich and strong so why regret?
That's my motto, why want more? Full control of the dirt whores!

Welcome to hell!!
Welcome to hell!!
Welcome to hell!!
Welcome to hell!
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Rev the chainsaw up for her, down the hallway, down she goes
Sadistic Bateman on the spree, how it keeps her on her feet
In the warm blood of a whore, no friend for the true psycho
Bribed with money and lust born, this is his fun, now you run!

Running down the steps, using every breath!
"Hold it real tight to the chainsaw Patrick Bateman!"

My thirst for greed and lust, Divine!
One shot to the head and you're mine!

Love the sighting of myself, reflection of myself I love
Holding tightly to her legs, as I thrust this into her
Recording every moment now, so my sick side watches later
Now I am begging for the sound of her true agonizing scream!

Running down the steps, using every breathe
Holding real tight to the chainsaw Patrick Bateman

Blood is my shrine!
Your in my sight!
You are all mine!
A mad mans bite!

Scream over her screams
Bleed on the soft sheets,
Oh her wasted breathes,
Makes me so erect!

Now she runs!

She, runs all for me!
Now, she runs for me!
Now, Patrick Bateman
Kills...Kills all for fun!

Run! Left foot, right foot, down the steps!
Aim! Aim it, drop it, F*cking Dead!

Living my life with no fear, rich and strong so why regret?
That's my motto, why want more? Full control of the dirt whores!

Living my life with no fear, rich and strong so why regret?
That's my motto, why want more? Full control of the dirt whores!

Welcome to hell!!
Welcome to hell!!
Welcome to hell!!
Welcome to hell!
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Writer: Gabriel Perez
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid




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Performed By: Origin of Disease
Language: English
Length: 4:35
Written by: Gabriel Perez

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