Mary Belle Lyrics

BORN,
BROUGHT UP WiTH LiES FOR A LiFE
iNSTABiLiTY BRiNGS ON AGGRESSiON
LEARNT FAST iN GRiM NEiGHBOURHOOD
BUT CAN YOU KNOW HOW iT FEELS TO BE DEAD
CAN YOU SEE WHAT GOES ON iNSiDE MY MiND
i CAN'T JUST WASTE TiME
FOR THE FEELiNG OF DEATH iT HOLDS MY ATTENTiON
FiXATiON OF A CHiLD

KiLL,
FOUND iN A BROKEN HOUSE
CHOKED OF LiFE, BLOOD UPON A CHiLD'S HANDS
PUNCTURED BODY FOUND iN A WASTELAND OF LiFE
NOW YOU KNOW HOW iT FEELS TO BE DEAD

iT'S OBSCENE WHAT GOES ON iNSiDE MY MiND
SHATTERED REMNANTS OF A CROSSED LiNE
DOES THE FEELiNG OF DEATH STiLL HOLD MY ATTENTiON
TO THE FiXATiON OF A CHiLD

DEATH DEALT MY HANDS
REMORSELESS, HEARTLESS, PSYCOPATHiC
RUBBED iN ViCTiMS FACE
MOTHER WHY DiD YOU HAVE TO LEAVE

A CHiLD ENRAGED
A ViCTiM ENSLAVED

FALSE BREED OF MY LiFE
FAiR HANDS UPON THEiR NECKS
i AM BUT A CHiLD
i WiLL TAKE YOUR LiFE

A CHiLD ENRAGED
A ViCTiM ENSLAVED

GiRL
CHiLD SENTENCED FOR HER LiFE
11 YEARS TO HAVE PASSED NOW SHE'S GONE