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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