and on and on and on I'm my own worst enemy Yeah, I'm my own worst enemy I'm my own worst enemy You're gonna be dead and gone You know that life goes
I never search for Life filled with hate I am leaving the scars that make you bleed The bloodred tears You start to sound like a broken enemy -enemy-enemy
never reach for Life filled with hate I am leaving the scars That make you bleed The bloodred tears You start to sound like a broken enemy Enemy... enemy
on and on [solo] I'm my own worst enemy Yeah I'm my own worst enemy I'm my own worst enemy (You're gonna be dead and gone You know that life
Today's the day that we start this war Make up your mind and decide what you are fighting for You still have so much left to learn about Decisions to
back in Chicago Mercy, mercy me, that Murcielago That's me, the first year that I blow How you say broke in Spanish? Me no hablo Me drown sorrow in that Diablo
Chicago mercy mercy me that mercy yalago thats me the first year that i blow how you say broke in Spanish? me no hablo me drown sorrow in that diablo
swank hotel an aspiring actress Trying to push her back through a thousand dollar mattress In Chicago a couple of bottles, couple of models, stolen Diablos
, wise like an old man Your worse self who just can't be beaten You can't see me You can't hear me You just feel me Invisible enemy, a shadow that bites
whom you mingle In a city where it pays to be bilingual Cho soy greifo, no me porta bu culro via ah diablo (Si) Or five-o, leavin' enemies dead on arrival
blast me But when they see me they walk right pass me Acting like a bunch of little tricks But all I gotta say to my enemies is suck my dick [Mr. Shadow
I see, world's in misery I feel, all my enemies are here, the battle never dies And I fear, you'll fly away and leaving me here Tell me gentle flower
, mercy me, that Murcielago that?s me, the first year that I blow how you say broke in Spanish? Me no hablo me drown sorrow in that Diablo me found bravery
you mingle In a city where it pays to be bilingual, cho so griefo No may a porta u culo (si) via ah Diablo, I'm Five-O Leave enemies dead on arrival,
whom you mingle In a city where it pays to be bilingual Yo soy grifo, no me importa tu culo, si via a diablo Or five-oh, leavin enemies dead on arrival
a swank hotel an aspiring actress Trying to push her back through a thousand dollar mattress In Chicago a couple of bottles, couple of models, stolen Diablos
