Lyrics BORN DARK - Holy Wars
First
breath
of
life
3 o'clock
in
the
morning
Born
to
a
bad
sign
Searching
symbols
looking
for
meaning
Birth
gave
me
a
good
fight
Came
out
feeling
nothing
No
tears
in
my
eyes
Always
thought
that
I
was
broken
Turn
me
on
with
misery,
sweet
poetry
Baby,
I
was
born
dark
Full
of
holes
in
my
heart
Riding
on
a
high
of
pain
Mind
of
a
hurricane
Baby,
I
was
born
dark
Full
of
holes
in
my
heart
Give
me
good
and
I'll
fuck
it
up
'Cause
I'm
no
good
at
love
Baby,
I
was
born
dark
First
time
I'd
wake
I'd
see
the
world
and
all
its
devils
What's
your
ticket
to
fame?
Everybody
wants
to
be
special
Maybe
I
was
born
dark
Full
of
holes
in
my
heart
Riding
on
a
high
of
pain
Mind
of
a
hurricane
Baby,
I
was
born
dark
Full
of
holes
in
my
heart
Give
me
good
and
I'll
fuck
it
up
'Cause
I'm
no
good
at
love
Baby,
I
was
born
dark
Turn
me
on
with
misery,
sweet
poetry
I
wanna
fall
in
deep
Baby,
I
was
born
dark
Full
of
holes
in
my
heart
Riding
on
a
high
of
pain
Mind
of
a
hurricane
Baby,
I
was
born
dark
Full
of
holes
in
my
heart
Give
me
good
and
I'll
fuck
it
up
'Cause
I'm
no
good
at
love
Baby,
I
was
born
dark
Turn
me
on
with
misery,
sweet
poetry
Baby,
I
was
born
dark
Turn
me
on
with
misery,
sweet
poetry
Baby,
I
was
born
dark

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