Born Bad - Aurelio Voltaire

They say the day

That I was born

It rained here

And yet it was the best

Day of your life

And who would ever dream

A child sweet as I seem

Would be the source of

So much pain and strife

Every time I tried

To take the high road

Something deep inside me

Dragged me down

Wherever I appear

Came hate, despair and fear

Seems trouble always

Followed me around

Say it’s not too late for

You to hold me

You were always there

When times were bad

And they’re so bad

The love you gave to me

So unconditionally

So sad, so sad

Born bad

Nary have I written you

A letter

Hardly have I called

Lest things were bad

And all those I called friends

Are all gone in the end

In truth you were the best

I ever had

Mama, is it too late

For you to hold me?

You were always there

When times were bad

And they’re so bad

The love you gave to me

So unconditionally

So sad, so sad

Born bad

I don’t want to go

I don’t want to go

I’m not nearly yet

No!

No!