Born Villain
Born Villain I could give you a dozenfresh,cut,pink, or red, or whiteI wonder if they knew what theywould grow to become I could give you a dozenfresh,cut,pink, or red, or whiteI wonder if they knew what theywould grow to become become becomebecome becomebe be be become you’ll have to cut it downand burn me into splintersor I’ll unwrap the stringthat was me,around your finger.And I’ll hang you in your bedroom burial ground there is a taste for bloodand it’s something deep insidethere is a taste for bloodand it’s deep inside become becomebecome becomebe be be become I don’t ever want godto hear our screamsand mistake them for prayers.And you know I’m loadedbut not which chambertouch me and i’ll go Click click click click clickClick click click click clickClick click click click click there is a taste for bloodand it’s something deep insidethere is a taste for bloodand it’s deep inside become becomebecome becomebe be be become And you know I’m loadedBut not which chamberTouch me and i’ll goClick click click click clickClick click click click clickClick click click click click I’m born villaindon’t pretend to be a victimI’m born villaindon’t pretend to be a victimI’m born villaindon’t pretend to be a victim I’m born villain