Most times I feel like a bat out of hell
They referred to me as a firecracker
I'm living in my personal hell
I don't need your ammunition
Everybody say: Oh, I can tell
Can only see my own vision
That one time I was a rowdy sheeter
I did my sentence, it was cruel but I finished it
While I was in my private cell
I didn't need your demolition
Everybody say: Oh, I can tell
She got the key to her own prison
Feeling like an experiment
Being a part of your experience
We are not born serial killers
She's dark, she's dark, a light in her heart
She's dark, she's dark, a light in her heart
She's dark, she's dark, a light in her heart
She's a water sign boiling to the top
She's a water sign boiling to the top
Take the pot off!
Take the pot off!
Ah, ah, ah
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