Well I was born facing the wrong direction And I’ve been on the beeline ever since It’s a path of total self destruction Your papa tried to warn ya, I was what he meant
Papa tried He tried to warn you Well he tried Your papa tried to warn ya, I was what he meant Yeah
Well the moon is full And my head’s a mess The cold wind whistling Soon became my only friend
Like a shot in the dark Tearing me open for you to see I’m splitting wide open The evil’s coming outta me
It’s coming out of Evil’s coming out of me It’s coming out of Evil’s coming out of me
Evil’s coming out of me I got the evil
Like a shot in the dark Tearing me open for you to see I’m splitting wide open The evil’s coming outta me
You picked the wrong time You picked the wrong time You picked the wrong time You picked the wrong time To prove it to yourselfTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.