BORN DARK - Holy Wars

First breath of life

Three o’clock in the morning

Born to a bad sign

Searching symbols looking for meaning

Birth gave me a good fight

Came out feeling nothing

No tears in my eyes

Always thought that I was broken

Turn me on with misery, sweet poetry

Baby, I was born dark

Full of holes in my heart

Riding on a high of pain

Mind of a hurricane

Baby, I was born dark

Full of holes in my heart

Give me good and I’ll fuck it up

'Cause I’m no good at love

Baby, I was born dark

First time I’d wake

I’d see the world and all its devils

What’s your ticket to fame?

Everybody wants to be special

Maybe I was born dark

Full of holes in my heart

Riding on a high of pain

Mind of a hurricane

Baby, I was born dark

Full of holes in my heart

Give me good and I’ll fuck it up

'Cause I’m no good at love

Baby, I was born dark

Turn me on with misery, sweet poetry

I wanna fall in deep

Baby, I was born dark

Full of holes in my heart

Riding on a high of pain

Mind of a hurricane

Baby, I was born dark

Full of holes in my heart

Give me good and I’ll fuck it up

'Cause I’m no good at love

Baby, I was born dark

Turn me on with misery, sweet poetry

Baby, I was born dark

Turn me on with misery, sweet poetry

Baby, I was born dark