right Huh, the only thang we feared was Williams, Wayne Never though about hittin' licks or slangin' caine Didn't think I'd be the one to give in to abortion Label
Wylde & Black Label Society) It's gonna break you, son, it's gonna rot you through Forget the past and all you ever knew You've never known such fear
horror as your body slowly dies Monster Yo black magic devil horns Wake the devil, we perform We'll weigh more bodies and dead by dawn Ill child, Black label Society
tryin to find a place to call my home 9th grade trial by jury only 16 years old Found not guilty back in '93 victim of society Hatred and mass murder