[ WP ] You open the tv to see a live coverage of your house . As you peek outside from a window you see reporters and a crowd .

I look out the window. 
 Why is there a crowd? 
 As a chopper flies low 
 the sirens become loud. 
 
 
 My house on tv 
 the coverage is live. 
 A caption saying 
 the last victim is just fine. 
 
 
 They chased a killer 
 of the serial kind 
 to the apartment 
 where I happen to reside. 
 
 
 As I look in the mirror 
 that is hanging on the wall 
 I recoil in horror. 
 It was me who's done it all. 
 
 
 My face is bloody 
 like American psycho. 
 My memory's shoddy 
 screams a faint echo. 
 
 
 I open the door 
 as they raise their weapons 
 yelling `` down on the floor!'' 
 My life will end in seconds.
