I struggle for nothing , I don't wanna move ahead

There's got to be something , it might as well be dead

Here comes a new one , put out the light

My kind of fun , it's out of sight



Ain't looking for glory baby you know I'm not that kind

Down here for nothing and it really blows my mind

It makes you weap , don't make me laugh

He's a motherfucking creep , he wont splitt it in half



Nothing ever bleeds

Until the day you bite the hand that feeds



Straight thru my soul

Let the good times roll

Strung out for days - 47 ways

Way past the midnight hour

I fall apart like a long gone lover

Let the good times roll

My desert soul



I'm halfway in , where the hell are you?

Pretty close to sin , how about you?

Up tight baby where the wolfbane blooms

Sticky fingers in to much to soon



Cause I , I will never hesitate

Born to love , given to hate

Just like the trigger of a gun it wants my soul

And it's out of control