I struggle for nothing, I don't wanna move ahead There's got to be something, it might as well be dead Here comes a new one, put out the light My kind of fun, it's out of sight Ain't looking for glory baby you know I'm not that kind Down here for nothing and it really blows my mind It makes you weap, don't make me laugh He's a motherfucking creep, he wont splitt it in half Nothing ever bleeds Until the day you bite the hand that feeds Straight thru my soul Let the good times roll Strung out for days - 47 ways Way past the midnight hour I fall apart like a long gone lover Let the good times roll My desert soul I'm halfway in, where the hell are you? Pretty close to sin, how about you? Up tight baby where the wolfbane blooms Sticky fingers in to much to soon Cause I, I will never hesitate Born to love, given to hate Just like the trigger of a gun it wants my soul And it's out of control