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Born Bad

de The Gone Jackals

That's the way it begins
You try to behave
Yeah, you try to fit in
But when you rise and stand
You find a lock-step march
No room for jazz

Born bad
With a slight-o-hand
I go from jam to jam
With a crash, boom, bam

Born bad
I dodge a sucker punch
And drop a bomb, like liston
On an animal hunch

I've been down
Yeah, I've spent some time downtown
I've covered sacred ground
Soft and slow and round

I gave up
Yeah, I learned to give it up
Thinkin' that's the final cut
But it turns out I was wrong

Born bad
That's the way it began
Stuffed a young pink lung
Down a rank glue bag

Born bad
This is where it all lands
For a bull headed, corner hangin'
Problem child man

I grew hard
Over time my scars toughed up
When gettin' even just wasn't enough
I had to choke my conscience off

I've come far
Yeah, I had to travel far
Peel through layers sick and raw
Just to taste and touch once more

Born bad
Like a synchro-mesh shift
That's stuck in third
Just smokes and burns

Born bad
With a cig-hangin' lip
A talk-back baby on a
Star-crossed ship

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