Monologue # 2
(Music By John Cale)
Thanks to Julia James for submitting the lyrics

There is an idea of a Patrick Bateman, some kind of obstruction, but there is no real me.
Only an entity, something illusory.
And though I can hide my cold gaze, and you can shake my hand and feel flesh gripping yours and maybe you can even sense our life styles are probably comparable, I simply am not there.