London After Midnight - Psycho Magnet Lyrics

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Psycho Magnet

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What Are The Lyrics For Psycho Magnet By London After Midnight?
Such a wretched waste of time
Such a fool to be so blind Serpents hide behind your eyes And I'm their prey tonight Can we end this mind f*ck please, your treachery's beyond belief You expect to bring us to our knees with your psychopathic tendencies? Please be gone and rest assured I see you as you are, perverse With all your lies and empty words- I fear for you there is no cure Here we go another game Designed to butcher someone's brain Is that emotion I see feigned? All reason's lost on the insane Can we end this mind f*ck please, your treachery's beyond belief You expect to bring us to our knees with your psychopathic tendencies? Please be gone and rest assured I see you as you are, perverse With all your lies and empty words- I fear for you there is no cure Sincerity has not been found Beneath your self appointed crown These bitter tears in which I drown Will soon be yours to drag you down Can we end this mind f*ck please, your treachery's beyond belief You expect bring us to our knees with your psychopathic tendencies? Please be gone and rest assured I see you as you are, perverse With all your lies and empty words- I fear for you there is no cure |
Who Wrote Psycho Magnet By London After Midnight?
Sean Brennan
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What's The Duration Of The Psycho Magnet By London After Midnight?The duration of Psycho Magnet is 4:18 minutes and seconds. |
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