Letra de 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 becomeBecome, become Become, become Be-be-becomeBecome, become Become, become Be-be-becomeYou'll have to cut it down and burn me into splinters Or I'll unwrap the string That was me, from your finger And I'll hang you in your bedroom burial groundThere is a taste for blood And it's something deep inside There is a taste for blood And it's deep insideBecome, become Become, become Be-be-becomeBecome, become Become, become Be-be-becomeI don't ever want God to hear our screams And mistake them for prayers And you know I'm loaded But not which chamberTouch me and I'll go Click, click, click, click, click Click, click, click, click, click Click, click, click, click, clickThere is a taste for blood And it's something deep inside There is a taste for blood And it's deep insideBecome, become Become, become Be-be-becomeBecome, become Become, become Be-be-becomeAnd you know I'm loaded But not which chamber Touch me and I'll go Click, click, click, click, click Click, click, click, click, click Click, click, click, click, clickI'm born villain, don't pretend to be a victim I'm born villain, don't pretend to be a victim I'm born villain, don't pretend to be a victim I'm born villain, don't pretend to be a victimI'm born villain, don't pretend to be a victim I'm born villain, don't pretend to be a victim