Born To Kill

Born To Kill Draw a line, a thin white line around me Place a dozen roses where I lay Crimes of passion No satisfaction without out a thrill Who knew you were born to kill And when I felt rejected The echoes in my head said keep Clouding my perspective I learned to live in fantasy You were born to kill You were born to kill You were born to kill Crimes of passion No satisfaction, without a thrill Who knew you were born to kill Say the word the one that hurts again Coz only you can bring this too an end Crimes of passion No satisfaction without out a thrill Who knew you were born to kill And when I felt rejected The echoes in my head said keep Clouding my perspective I learned to live in fantasy You were born to kill You were born to kill You were born to kill Crimes of passion No satisfaction, without a thrill Who knew you were born to kill