Born Villain

Title: Born Villain
I could give you a dozen fresh'

Cut' pink' or red' or white

I wonder if they knew what they
Would grow to become

I could give you a dozen fresh'
Cut' pink' or red' or white
I wonder if they knew what they
Would grow to become

Become' become' become' become

Be be be-come

Become' become' become' become

Be be be-come

You'll have to cut it down

And burn me into splinters

Or I'll unwrap the string

That was me around your finger

And I'll hang you in your bedroom burial ground

There is a taste for blood

And it's something deep inside

There is a taste for blood

And it's deep inside

Become' become' become' become
Be be be-come

Become' become' become' become
Be be be-come

I don't ever want God

To hear our screams

And mistake them for prayers

And you know I'm loaded

But not which chamber touch me and I'll go

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There is a taste for blood

And it's something deep inside

There is a taste for blood

And it's deep inside

Become' become' become' become

Be be be-come

Become' become' become' become

Be be be-come

And you know I'm loaded

But not which chamber touch me and I'll go

Click click click click click

Click click click click click

Click click click click click

I'm born villain' don't pretend to be a victim

I'm born villain' don't pretend to be a victim

I'm born villain' don't pretend to be a victim

I'm born villain' don't pretend to be a victim

I'm born villain'

Don't pretend to be a victim

I'm born villain'

Don't pretend to be a victim