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

youll have to cut it down
and burn me into splinters
or Ill unwrap the string
that was me,
around your finger.
And Ill hang you in
your bedroom burial ground

there is a taste for blood
and its something deep inside
there is a taste for blood
and its deep inside

become become
become become
be be be become

I dont ever want god
to hear our screams
and mistake them for prayers.
And you know Im loaded
but not which chamber
touch me and ill go
Click click click click click
Click click click click click
Click click click click click

there is a taste for blood
and its something deep inside
there is a taste for blood
and its deep inside

become become
become become
be be be become

Im born villain
dont pretend to be a victim
Im born villain
dont pretend to be a victim
Im born villain
dont pretend to be a victim
Im born villain
dont pretend to be a victim