Before I was born, I’d already gone bad
Really such a shame, and ain’t it so sad
Still in the womb and already mad
If you’ve the guts then come and be me
Born fucking crazy and always will be
Whispers of hatred in my little girl’s bed
Shouting in silence here in my head
Wanting the pain, wanting me dead
You don’t really want to see what I see
Born fucking crazy and always will be
Sleepless now for nigh on 10 years
Dying slow, drowned in a sea of fears
Hating the sight and the taste of my tears
Wouldn’t wish this on my worst enemy
Born fucking crazy and always will be
Listen very hard you won’t hear a sound
But the voices are screaming around and around
I’ll never escape till I’m in the ground
Running in terror from what will set me free
Born fucking crazy and always will be
Crowded alone in the dark of the night
Seeking an excuse, a reason to fight
Fighting the words, alone, out of sight
It’s just who I am, this is just what is me
Born fucking crazy and always will be
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