Born To Burn
Fire Sign, Fire Sign my inferno held inside
Everything burns to ashes it's time to run and hide
I don't like the disaster me or his own deep dark side
I follow it oh it's mastered me, how hard I have tried
The Prodigal Son of Anarchy planting fires here and there
Some people like to ask me how is it that I don't care
I had a choice to make once instead of truth I chose dare
I know you think I'm the Evil One but Evil is everywhere
So listen close to the whispering so you will not be caught
Decipher the truth by processing the lies you've already bought
No you can't come with me where I go it gets way too hot
Turning left at the fire sign born to burn die to rot
bmdavey@2015
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