*intro*
I was born mean
By the age of two they called me
they called me satan
I was born mean
By the age of twelve I was killing
killing for satan
Oh, my mother, she had problems
too many of her own
she was young and everybody s girl
yes she were
as a child i was cold
so lost so lost and lonely
in this dark and cold, dark forgotten world
no one cared, what could anyone give?
What chance did i have to really live?
I was born mean
by the age of two ther call me
they call me satan
no one cared, what could anyone give?
What chance did i have to really live?
I was born mean
By the age of twelve I was killing
killing for satan
killing for satan
killing for satan
killing for satan