Melting thoughts of disintegration Hitting deep her insistence To mutilate her newborn infants After giving birth her mind wasn't the same Slowly slipping away, a state of mental decay Family now complete Father watches on As mother dismembers Her

Goin' back to Dallas, livin' in the palace of the king Oh, living in the palace of the king Living in the palace Be a natural thing was born down in Dallas, raised up on the city of wind Spent a month of Sundays, talkin' about the places I have been

But I'm learning my worth is more than your word I tried to fit in, I got sick of it You say I'm just a loser in the background I can never seem to get it right I was born a little bit different I was born just a little bit different You told me I would

Or have they forgot what it was that they made Forgive me I am only a maid They dance like sirens, hoping the sun would come out again And I was born in the fog of that day Can they hear a babe over all the faith, Crawled out of the fog, found a river,

In South Australia I was born, heave away, haul away In South Australia, 'round Cape Horn, we're bound for South Australia Haul away your rolling king, heave away, haul away Haul away, you'll hear me sing, we're bound for South Australia As I walked out

I'm so gone (just you) All I do is walk alone (just me) I can make it on my own (just me) I'm a do my thing I'm a do, I'm a do, I'm a do my thing I was born at the end of december Not afraid that the cold of the winter Would keep me inside, hey Ever

Born under a bad sign Been down since I began to crawl If it wasn't for bad luck, I wouldn't have no luck at all If it wasn't for bad luck, you know I wouldn't have no luck at all Hard luck and trouble is my only friend I been on my own ever since I was

"Every winter was a war", she said "I want to get what's mine" Jezebel wasn't born with a silver spoon in her mouth She probably had less than every one of us But when she knew how to walk she knew How to bring the house down Can't blame her for her

Gangsta, gangsta, gangsta High like a jet like a jet blue jet Get on Patron, run grab by your phone To the rhythm I was born to be, born to climb To the brain Put them up! Hands up! Hands up! Put them up! Can’t hide from me, me say me boy I’m to be high

I was born, born to love you So don't lie I was born in the city all my friends are here Bust through the door said what's your name Looking for somebody and you match the shame Now don't lie You've seen me television and you know what's up The world's