First breath of life
Three o'clock in the morning
Born to a bad sign
Searching symbols looking for meaning

Birth gave me a good fight
Came out feeling nothing
No tears in my eyes
Always thought that I was broken

Turn me on with misery, sweet poetry

Baby, I was born dark
Full of holes in my heart
Riding on a high of pain
Mind of a hurricane

Baby, I was born dark
Full of holes in my heart
Give me good and I'll fuck it up
'Cause I'm no good at love
Baby, I was born dark

First time I'd wake
I'd see the world and all its devils
What's your ticket to fame?
Everybody wants to be special

Maybe I was born dark
Full of holes in my heart
Riding on a high of pain
Mind of a hurricane

Baby, I was born dark
Full of holes in my heart
Give me good and I'll fuck it up
'Cause I'm no good at love
Baby, I was born dark

Turn me on with misery, sweet poetry
I wanna fall in deep

Baby, I was born dark
Full of holes in my heart
Riding on a high of pain
Mind of a hurricane

Baby, I was born dark
Full of holes in my heart
Give me good and I'll fuck it up
'Cause I'm no good at love
Baby, I was born dark

Turn me on with misery, sweet poetry
Baby, I was born dark
Turn me on with misery, sweet poetry
Baby, I was born dark