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Born To Raise Hell

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Born To Raise Hell

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We got our middle fingers up

You know that we don't give a fuck

I’ll make a wish on broken luck

I know, I know, I know, I know

They ain't gonna ever shut us down

And it could never be too loud

We’ll push it til we’re blacking out

Born to raise hell!

I try to tell em but they don't hear me

I try to tell em but they don't hear me

I try to tell em but they don't hear me

Born to raise hell

They try to tell me but I wont listen

They try to tell me but I wont listen

They try to tell me but I wont listen

Born to raise hell

Don't do me no fuckin favors, I feel like I'm fucked and famous

The city of angels, so I'm at home in a club of strangers

An open wound, but I don’t need pressure

I drink a bottle of winehouse, and pop a couple heath ledgers

They try to tell me pull my pants higher

And when they call me a lost boy, I tell em I’m a vampire

They try to tell me but I wont listen

They only see a tattooed felon with a drug addiction

They ain't gonna ever shut us down

And it could never be too loud

We’ll push it til we’re blacking out

Born to raise hell!

I try to tell em but they don't hear me

I try to tell em but they don't hear me

I try to tell em but they don't hear me

Born to raise hell

They try to tell me but I wont listen

They try to tell me but I wont listen

They try to tell me but I wont listen

Born to raise hell

This is for the kid’s that never got to be children

This is demolition for your office buildin

Drop the ceiling, pop a pill in to stop this feelin

I swear to God I almost pulled a robin williams

You say you love it for the rush, and I can't get enough

And I just wanna be here

Never been afraid, never been a saint, I just wanna be clear

Never gonna change, stuck in all my ways

And I just gotta be real, I ain’t gonna run

Born to raise hell

I try to tell em but they don't hear me

I try to tell em but they don't hear me

I try to tell em but they don't hear me

Born to raise hell

They try to tell me but I wont listen

They try to tell me but I wont listen

They try to tell me but I wont listen

Born to raise hell

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