Born Villain lyrics

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 become 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 become 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 Click click click click click

Click click click click click

Click click click click click 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 become 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