Youd never imagine us bringing a loaded gun to the ballroom this partys about to kick off tonight is the wrong night the devils own are only starting up the first round of the fight so hang on tight dear mother the needle is jabbing the womb draw back and release this child of disease this mob is a riot the outlaw youth are only emptying the first round of the night cause everythings not alright
I suppose you thought you had our hands behind our backs wool over our eyes now your pulse is in my palm and you stand hands to mouth wearing your disguise its pretty apparent this boy is a curse the christ of the moment so blow him away hey come on and take the new number if youre next in line then kid
I got a really big ****ing surprise there wont be a next time |
