Funeral Chic - Born to Kill Lyrics

Sawed off at an early age.
Business end of a serrated blade.
You're Russian Roulette with the safety on.
Last limb with some hell to pay

How many laws can I break in a day?
As many as I want. As many as it takes.

I'm a wild man and I do what I please.
Headfirst into a Catherine wheel
I'm a nightmare and a dangerous pill
Born to kill.

If I can't kill you, I'm killin' me.
Every line drawn is just a rail to breathe.
They're doing time on my killing floor.
Bringing me bodies, lockin' the door.