Uh
 
Well the crooks are out
And the streets are grey
You know I wouldn't have it
Any other way
Yeah
Your mothers words
Are ringin still
But your mother
Don't pay our bills
 
Yeah
 
sinister kid
Is a kid [bad word] to meet his maker
child that's sprinting
The day he's born
Straight into his Makers arms
And that's me, that's me
The boy with the broken halo
That's me, that's me
The devil wont
Let me be
 
I've got a tortured mind
And my blade is sharp
[bad word] In the dark
If I kill a man in the first degree
Baby would you
Would you flee with me?
 
Yeah
 
sinister kid
Is a kid [bad word] to meet his maker
child that's sprinting
The day he's born
Straight into his Makers arms
And that's me, that's me
The boy with the broken halo
That's me, that's me
The devil wont
Let me be
 
Alright
 
sinister kid
Is a kid [bad word] to meet his maker
child that's sprinting
The day he's born
Straight into his Makers arms
And that's me, that's me
The boy with the broken halo
That's me, that's me
The devil wont
Let me be