Born Bad
The Gone Jackals
That's the way it begins
You try to behave
Yeah, you try to fit in
But when you rise and stand
You find a lock-step march
No room for jazz
Born bad
With a slight-o-hand
I go from jam to jam
With a crash, boom, bam
Born bad
I dodge a sucker punch
And drop a bomb, like liston
On an animal hunch
I've been down
Yeah, I've spent some time downtown
I've covered sacred ground
Soft and slow and round
I gave up
Yeah, I learned to give it up
Thinkin' that's the final cut
But it turns out I was wrong
Born bad
That's the way it began
Stuffed a young pink lung
Down a rank glue bag
Born bad
This is where it all lands
For a bull headed, corner hangin'
Problem child man
I grew hard
Over time my scars toughed up
When gettin' even just wasn't enough
I had to choke my conscience off
I've come far
Yeah, I had to travel far
Peel through layers sick and raw
Just to taste and touch once more
Born bad
Like a synchro-mesh shift
That's stuck in third
Just smokes and burns
Born bad
With a cig-hangin' lip
A talk-back baby on a
Star-crossed ship
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