Songs about Narcissism

Korn-narcissistic cannibal

Johnny Cash-hurt

I'm going to give a few suggestions to fellow npd who listen to music and fantasize.

Yellawolf- pop the trunk

D12- fight music (I could be wrong about the name)

Those 2 get me erect lol

Kanye West - Runaway
pretty much hits the nail on the head


And I always find, yeah, I always find somethin' wrong
You been puttin' up with' my $#%^ just way too long
I'm so gifted at findin' what I don't like the most
So I think it's time for us to have a toast

Let's have a toast for the douchebags,
Let's have a toast for the assholes,
Let's have a toast for the scumbags,
Every one of them that I know
Let's have a toast to the jerkoffs
That'll never take work off
Baby, I got a plan
Run away fast as you can

She find pictures in my email
I sent this girl a picture of my dick.
I don't know what it is with females
But I'm not too good with that $#%^.
See, I could have me a good girl
And still be addicted to them hoodrats
And I just blame everything on you
At least you know that's what I'm good at

See, I always find
And I always find
Yeah, I always find somethin' wrong
You been puttin' up with my $#%^ just way too long
I'm so gifted at findin' what I don't like the most
So I think it's time for us to have a toast

Let's have a toast for the douchebags,
Let's have a toast for the assholes,
Let's have a toast for the scumbags,
Every one of them that I know
Let's have a toast to the jerkoffs
That'll never take work off
Baby, I got a plan
Run away fast as you can

R-r-ru-ru-ru-run away
Run away from me, baby

(Look at, look at, look at, look at you)
Run away from me, baby
(Look at you, look at you, look at you)
Run away
Run away from me, baby

[Pusha T:]
24/7, 365, pussy stays on my mind
I-I-I-I did it, all right, all right, I admit it
Now pick your next move, you could leave or live with' it
Ichabod Crane with that ###$' top off
Split and go where? Back to wearin' knockoffs, huh?
Knock it off, Neiman's, shop it off
Let's talk over mai tais, waitress, top it off
Fools like vultures wanna fly in your Freddy loafers
You can't blame 'em, they ain't never seen Versace sofas
Every bag, every blouse, every bracelet
Comes with a price tag, baby, face it
You should leave if you can't accept the basics
Plenty hoes in a #######2 matrix
Invisibly set, the Rolex is faceless
I'm just young, rich, and tasteless
P!

[Kanye:]
Never was much of a romantic,
I could never take the intimacy.
And I know I did damage,
'Cause the look in your eyes is killing me,
I guess you've got another advantage
'Cause you could blame me for everything.
And I don't know how I'm a manage,
If one day you just up and leave
Yeah, I always find somethin' wrong
You been puttin' up with my $#%^ just way too long
I'm so gifted at findin' what I don't like the most
So I think it's time for us to have a toast

Let's have a toast for the douchebags,
Let's have a toast for the assholes,
Let's have a toast for the scumbags,
Every one of them that I know
Let's have a toast to the jerkoffs
That'll never take work off
Baby, I got a plan
Run away fast as you can

John Lennon - Scared

I'm scared, I'm scared, I'm scared
I'm scared, so scared
I'm scared, I'm scared, I'm scared
As the years roll away
And the price that I pay
And the straws slip away

You don't have to suffer
It is what it is
No bell book or candle
Can get you out of this, oh no!

I'm scarred, I'm scarred, I'm scarred
I'm scarred, uh huh
I'm scarred, I'm scarred, I'm scarred
Every day of my life
I just manage to survive
I just wanna stay alive

You don't have to worry
In heaven or hell
Just dance to the music
You do it so well, well, well!

Hatred and jealousy, gonna be the death of me
I guess I knew it right from the start
Sing out about love and peace
Don't wanna see the red raw meat
The green eyed goddamn straight from your heart

I'm tired, I'm tired, I'm tired
Of being so alone
No place to call my own
Like a rollin' stone

The Who - Behind blue eyes
"Behind Blue Eyes"

No one knows what it's like
To be the bad man
To be the sad man
Behind blue eyes

No one knows what it's like
To be hated
To be fated
To telling only lies

But my dreams
They aren't as empty
As my conscience seems to be

I have hours, only lonely
My love is vengeance
That's never free

No one knows what it's like
To feel these feelings
Like I do
And I blame you

No one bites back as hard
On their anger
None of my pain and woe
Can show through

But my dreams
They aren't as empty
As my conscience seems to be

I have hours, only lonely
My love is vengeance
That's never free

Circus Contraption – If I Told You Once

If I told you once
I told you a thousand times my dear
Never to fall in love with a man
Who drinks from the well of despair

I thought from the very start
I'd made it quite clear I fear
Now you're righteously ###$
As you swing from the rope
At the top of the stairs

If I told you once I told you twice
I was held in the grip of incurable vice
Lips turning blue like the shade of your eyes
Limbs shudder and twitch as you met your demise

You must've looked pretty as you stepped off the chair
Pink satin slippers how they danced in the air
Your dainty toes swelled to an alarming degree
Hope you were thinking of me
Hope you were thinking of me
Thinking of me

If I told you twice
I told you two thousand times my dear
Never to fall in love with a man
Who's broken beyond all repair

I knew from the very start
You'd end up right here so queer
Now you've left me with naught
But a suicide note and a lock of your hair

If I've mentioned it once I've mentioned it twice
I was bound in the throes of unearthly device
Radiance bloomed as I lay you to rest
Shadows of moonbeam alight in your breast

Deep in the ground where the worms have their feast
At last you can taste an incurable peace
Now that you're dead and you're finally free
Hope you were thinking of me
Hope you were thinking of me
Thinking of me

If I told you thrice
I told you three thousand times my dear
Never to fall in love with a man
Who'd draw you into his lair

I warned from the very start
The end would be rather severe
Now your screams fall like vaporous
Stones from your mouth into the night air

One time begat twice, that third time's the charm
Disregard it all lovey, it's signs of alarm
Skin milky white as you lie in repose
Tattered dress stained from the blood I suppose

So hollow and vacant, devoid of all light
Your epitaph written on our wedding night
As your muscles were twitching in their final plea

Hope you were thinking of me
Hope you were thinking of me
Thinking of me

Thinking of me
Thinking of me
Always thinking of me
Just me