Most times I feel like a bat out of hell
They referred to me as a firecracker
I'm living in my personal hell
I don't need your ammunition
Everybody say: Oh, I can tell
Can only see my own vision

That one time I was a rowdy sheeter
I did my sentence, it was cruel but I finished it
While I was in my private cell
I didn't need your demolition
Everybody say: Oh, I can tell
She got the key to her own prison

Feeling like an experiment
Being a part of your experience
We are not born serial killers

She's dark, she's dark, a light in her heart
She's dark, she's dark, a light in her heart
She's dark, she's dark, a light in her heart
She's a water sign boiling to the top
She's a water sign boiling to the top

Take the pot off!
Take the pot off!
Ah, ah, ah